Lynn and Leif Forevermore Ch. 31

"Whenever you are with me Leif, I feel blanketed in this love and protection. It's a new feeling for me. I have to get used to how wonderful it all is. But I believe you, I believe that nothing can hurt me in your arms, with all this joy, passion, and pleasure that I'm feeling, all the good, new feelings," murmured Lynne softly, falling asleep contentedly in Leif's broad chest, delighting in the slender heft of him, and the scent of him.

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There were so many wonderful delights that were to be had in a tender, monogamous relationship. Back when Leif first saw Lynne in the night club, and he dreamed about something more with her, and a serious relationship, he hadn't taken all of the sweet delights into account, because he had no way of knowing all of the pleasures of the monogamous lifestyle, but he was learning quickly with Lynne, enjoying her company alone, and bonding with her with his family.

And now, in the middle of the night, he was buried deep in the pleasures of tender monogamy, loving the feeling of her soft, sexy little body in his arms. She was still sleeping soundly, and he felt so guilty as he felt his erection growing on her soft, petite, shapely thigh. He knew he was about to awaken her. He couldn't resist. He needed her, even as he yawned, because he was still sleepy.

"Baby," he murmured softly.

She was still sound asleep. Her head buried snuggly between the crook of his chest, and his arm, and he swelled with affection for her, imagining how safe she must feel, sleeping close to him naked. Mushy ass feelings. He never imagined he'd be feeling this way a few short months ago, but he loved it.

He started kissing her neck tenderly.

He felt Lynne stirring, and then he murmured-

"Oh sweetheart, I need you so much baby. Please," he whispered softly.

She squirmed a little bit, then whispered.

"I can't believe how much I trust you Leify...how close to you I feel. I always would feel so protective and nervous over my body. Couldn't imagine just sharing like that, and trusting, and not even being fully awake, and alert. But I know you won't ever hurt me Leify, and it makes me feel safe to enjoy whatever you want," whispered Lynne dreamily.

The trust that was between them stirred his heart deeply. He recalled the first time he touched up her thighs. How nervous she'd seemed. He mistook it for shyness. In retrospect, there was shyness there, but she'd also been scared that he'd hurt her. So thinking about how far they'd come in sharing their bodies over the past three months, was an amazing journey, bringing her to a point where she trusted him to fondle and kiss her when she was drowsy and not really in a particularly amorous mood.

"You're right I won't hurt you baby. Never, ever hurt you baby with you trusting me with your body like this. I'll be so gentle. But my body is crying out for you...I'm aching for you Lynne, and I'm sorry for awakening you," he murmured tenderly.

He traced her pouty, perfect, shapely lips, and his cock throbbed, even as he felt warm feelings for her swelling in the pit of his stomach. He knew it was butterflies...because he felt so close to her, and he felt comfortable enough to ask his woman for tenderness, and that she'd be willing to respond lovingly, not bite his head off for proposing a late night quickie. He'd never been close enough to a woman to ever suggest it, and it was delightful!

"I love making you happy baby, you can do anything you want to me, but can I just lay here, while you enjoy me, just this once baby, most of the times I love to move all around and stuff, but I'm so sleepy, just do whatever you want to me baby until you're satisfied," she murmured, still yawning as he gently lay on her soft, tiny form.

He loved the idea of her lying peacefully, obediently beneath him, hardly moving. His erection swelled up even harder.

"That's okay. I always, wanted to feel so close to a woman that she'd just let me have my way with her, even if she was sleepy, and not really in the mood. I promise not to wake you up, bugging you for sex all the time. You just lay back darling you don't have to do anything. I'll get you ready, and when you're nice and wet, I'll make love to you. I will be so gentle, because I know you're tired baby. I'll make you come too. I won't take long and we can cuddle and go right back to sleep. You'll probably sleep better after a good, gentle orgasm with me. If you feel sleepy just keep your eyes closed, and lay back and be peaceful like. You don't even have to move baby, let your man do all the work," murmured Leif.

He wouldn't go back to his single days for anything in the world!

He only wanted his Lynney now, and part of the need for sex was driven because his affection for her, being with his family along with her this weekend was leapfrogging, and becoming a nice compliment for the sexual attraction he already felt.

Lynne let out a yawn, and obediently rolled over on her back, and spread her legs for him as he lay beside her.

She was already naked, so he gently traced her thighs. He didn't want to disturb the covers, because it had gotten a little bit chilly with the California night air. But how he loved the aroma and smell of Lynne under the covers, and he gave her pussy a slow, teasing, gentle lick, wriggling the lips and parting them gently.

Lynne was so sleepy, she didn't make a sound, but she made signs of approval by tightening her shapely thighs around his face.

Leif chuckled sleepily with delight, then groaned with pleasure into her pussy as he started sucking it gently, like it was a piece of tasty fruit.

Lynne lifted her legs and wrapped them around his face, but she still lay there lazily, not moving. The lazier she was, the more it turned him on.

He possessively cupped her soft, small breast with its nipple already rock hard. He couldn't tell if it was from sexual stimulation, or because she was chilly.

But, when he very gently started tracing around her nipple, and those two delicate moles beside the right nipple that he loved, he heard her sharp intake of breath, the intake indicating her pleasure, even though it was followed by heavy breaths, as though she had slipped back into that warm relaxed twilight between wakefulness and sleepiness.

So adorable, and that was what he loved about her! That sweet, gentleness. He saw it in her eyes that day when they first met at the coffee shop, despite her smart mouth, tarty little sense of humor. Her smart mouth was an act that he loved, but the sweet innocence of her soul he craved.

Then he felt her hand rubbing his own, as he caressed her breast appreciatively. A small gesture that didn't take a lot of effort, but let her know how much she enjoyed his explorations.

Then, a lazy set of fingers reached down and parted her pussy lips as he was licking her gently. Her clit swelled and hardened as he lapped at it gently, slowly, flattening his tongue and bathing her with pleasure.

When she parted her pussy lips for him, and he licked gently over her swollen clit and vulva, he heard her whisper sharply.

"Leif! baby that feels good,"

It was great effort because she was fighting drowsiness, but her whisper was so emphatic, that he knew he needed to kiss and suck her clitoris to help her feel the ecstasy.

A few more bold licks, and Leif groaned at the sweet, musky taste of her tender lips, the wonderful ripe taste of her not having a shower since the morning time. He liked the natural juices, the flavor, and the smell, reminded him of wild musk, but also, sweet, tempting treats, like dessert, all at the same time.

Those thighs had a vice like grip around his head now, sweet little creature, she'd said before that she didn't want to actively participate, and she still hadn't moved, she was just laying there, but she surely did show, in her own sleepy way that she loved what he did to her. Her passive delight in what he was doing to her, filled him with an equal amount of wonder and lust as her usual active enjoyment.

He started sucking her clit, her pussy lips and her vulva, sucking, licking and kissing like Lynne loved, while his cock ached and leaked sticky precum, already imagining burying his cock in the sweet, tight, slippery heat that he was teasing, and coaxing.

Licking and sucking so he could penetrate her and the entry would be smooth and delicious for her, like sticking a hot knife in smooth, melted butter.

A soft, sweet whisper, a barely perceptible.

"Baby you make my pussy feel good!"

And he felt her pussy muscles quivering under his gently sucking lips and licking tongue. She was having her orgasm, and it was so luscious to him to feel that lovely clit quiver into his mouth.

And then, feeling her clutch his neck, he even felt her fingernails gripping into his neck, and she whispered.

"Climb on top of me, it's your turn baby,"

She wrapped her legs welcomingly around his waist.

The warmth of her thighs wrapping around his lower half just engulfed Leif. All that sweet feminine softness, tenderness, and passion. He tickled his aching cock with her soft pussy lips and those coarse curly hairs, and he felt Lynne reach down and spread her pussy for him.

"Take me, it's okay baby, I know you'll be gentle, do what you want, and then we can go back to sleep," she whispered.

Her tongue was in his ear.

Then he heard calm, quiet breaths, close to his ear, as though, even with all the pleasure she felt relaxed and comfortable enough that she was back to her sweet, twilight resting, hovering between wake and sleep, and the trust and tenderness between them was incredible.

He teased his cock head with the tight, wet, enveloping ring of her pussy, and he felt that slight, sweet resistance that he always felt when he first pushed inside, because she was still so marvelously tight, and juicy.

Teasing the head of it with that hot sweetness was so lovely to Leif.

He felt drowsy too now, even as his cock warmed with the pleasure, even his balls tingled and he curled his toes.

He groaned in her ear.

"Feels good," he whispered softly.

He caressed her outer thighs with gentle hands, parting them more, groaning as his cock penetrated her at a deeper angle.

"Shit, feels so good my sweet Lynney," he whispered softly.

And it did feel good, tight, creamy, and good, each time he pushed in and out he felt the tight, sweet resistance at first, and then the sweet, juicy sound of the surrender of her body, and sharp little intakes of breath on her part, signaling her pleasure at her man's tender erotic invasion.

And her pussy made his aching dick just glow with pleasure. He wanted to come so bad, but he also wanted to give her love and pleasure, even in the middle of the drowsy quickie.

He squeezed his ass muscles to stifle the urge to pump his hot aching seed everywhere!

"I love you inside me Leif," she panted softly, under her breath. He had to strain to hear her.

With his fingers, he reached between them, and opened and closed her pussy lips as he was thrusting, to tickle himself with pleasure. He'd never done this with her before, but the sensation, with that tight, juicy pussy of hers was amazing. All that sweet softness lovingly massaging his aching dick, while he too hovered in the blissful twilight between wake and sleep, though he was more awake that his Lynney was.

He felt the changes inside of Lynne too, even as he kissed her ear. In the dark, with minimal noise being made, he could hear the sweet sloppy sounds of his dick thrusting in and out of her lovely, juicy pussy. The more he thrusted, the wetter she got, the sloppier the noises of their sex. The sound aroused a deep ache and need in him, he wanted to bathe that sweet little chasm with come to make the sounds even sloppier, then keep pumping in her more, after he pumped that pussy full of his come!

In the dark, he felt a keen sense of Lynne getting slicker, and getting juicier, as her body responded physically to her natural arousal.

And finally, he felt that sweet spongy ridge inside his darling Lynne just swell more and more, and soon, with each thrust he felt it rubbing back up against her pubic bone gently as he thrusted.

Each time he did this, he got a sleepy little-

"Mmmm," from her, and she'd squeeze his buttocks with sleepy appreciation.

He started tickling the spongy ridge with his cock head, gently nudging it, over and over again, as though he was trying to wake up her pleasure.

And he leaned over to touch her perfect lips, and Lynne was nibbling them with pleasure.

Even though she was sleepy, she wrapped her legs up higher around his waist, and he felt her lace her arms over his shoulders, and she rocked into him sleepily.

Her pelvic thrusts were much more lazy and subdued than they were when she was fully awake, but he got the clear sense that his dick gave her a lot of pleasure even though she was sleepy, and the need for a second, g-spot orgasm had overcome her urge to be lazy and sleepy.

So as she rose her hips to meet him, He gently pushed her down to the bed with his own thrusts over that ever swelling little button inside of her.

Then he felt her squeezing her thighs so tight around his waist he wouldn't be able to move if he tried, his cock nestled right up to that spongy spot.

The only sound was a sweet little hushed whisper,

"I love what you do to me with your dick!"

And then tight, rapid little clutches of her lovely pussy muscles that simply would not cease.

The tight, rapid little clutches, which felt like multiple orgasms to him. It was amazing to him as sleepy as she seemed, and it inflamed the joy in his own dick, squeezing out his pleasure, and his seed in hot, aching rivulets of steamy joy, and he planted his dick gently but deeply in her pussy to deliver that seed, over and over again.

Because she was his. And he was hers, and he loved coming inside of her.

Leif grabbed a towel beside the night table that he'd placed there to clean up after a hot, wet, nasty session like this one.

He'd just as soon let the cum dry on him, and all her lovely hot pussy juices, but he just did not want to experience that whole wet spot shit.

So, he cleaned his own self off, glad to be rid of his own come, but sorry to be wiping off her pussy juices.

Then, he gently wiped off his sleepy woman. She groaned with either appreciation for him cleaning her, or sexual pleasure or both, turned over on her side, spooning him, and whispered, as though they'd been married twenty years, and he woke her up regularly for sex-

"Did you come good baby?"

Leif let out a drowsy chuckle.

"Yeah...you felt me pumping all that come in you sweetness. I should be asking you the same question. Seems like you made out okay with your own orgasms too. I thought you were too sleepy to move, until the very end," he teased, cuddling into her spooning from behind and kissing her ear.

He snuggled his flaccid penis between her buttocks.

"Can I rest it here. Your ass is just cuddly and soft inside, I promise not to do anything else sexy, I'll let you get your rest," he added softly.

Her buttocks felt warm and amazing around his cock, but not necessarily in a sexual way, but more in a tender, loving, he could share any sweet affection with her that made his body feel good, and not be judged by her, sort of fashion.

"Of course you can baby, but if it get's hard again you're on your own until the morning. Good Night," she murmured.

But she gave his cock an affectionate squeeze with her lovely, juicy ass, and he glowed inside.

He kissed her cheek, and he could feel she was smiling, then they both fell into a slumber so deep it would have taken an act of God to wake then up during the next six hours.

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