Lynn and Leif Forevermore Ch. 34

He lifted the leg of her boy cut panties, and pulled them roughly to one side, exposing her wet pussy and those course exotic hairs. He licked and kissed, and sucked her tasty lower lips.

"Damn your pussy tastes so good to me," he groaned.

His dick was so hard it ached, and he longed to fuck her, but that wasn't what she needed right now. Lynne needed sweet, lovemaking, so her heart knew how loved and adored she was!

Just thinking that her parents were calling her, telling her she was excommunicated had reduced her to tears that were painful for Leif to watch. He wanted to shield her. Wanted to protect his baby from all hurts and pains. It was why he hadn't wanted her to go to that church back at home.

He was wrong for protecting her from that, but he didn't feel he was wrong for wanting to protect her from her parents. Why wouldn't she just let him answer the cellphone. He would be respectful, but would let them know, that he was the man that Lynne had chosen, and they would be married soon, and it would be easier for everyone involved, if they would just accept that, and try not to make it so hard for Lynne with that church business.

But Lynne was probably right that this would not go well. He'd already seen the way her parents were when they visited their house for thanksgiving.

Lynne needed comfort, and support. He had to discipline himself, and save the hot fucking he wanted for their honeymoon. He probably also should tenderly explain the difference, he thought it the other day, but she'd had such a sheltered, and sexually repressed upbringing, that she might not understand, and may not be aware of the difference between sex and fucking. Being taken roughly, especially as a former rape victim might frighten her, if she wasn't prepared.

It was easy to forget, that Lynne was still learning sexually as hot, and sensual as the little creature was. They way she loved to play, loved pleasures and orgasms, and this new, secret, freaky side that liked to do things in public, out in the woodshed, in the car, getting fondled at the airport, and on the porch. He loved indulging his gorgeous woman, and honestly, while he'd done his fair share of naughty stunts in his single days, he'd never had a woman as hot and erotic as Lynne despite her shy, and churchy little upbringing.

Nor had he ever felt such pleasure before, and he was certain it was because he loved her, and the love that throbbed in his heart traveled straight to his dick and filled it with that hot, aching glow.

It had been so hard touching those sweet, curly little hairs of hers, and her moist, steamy warmth and not want to pull her into his lap and ram his aching cock in her tight innards, three thousand feet in the air, onlookers be damned.

He was dreaming about fucking her hard while he penetrated her pussy hard with his tongue, twirling his tongue in rough, hard circles. What he imagined during to her with his dick!

"God! I love your tongue, oh baby, I can't stand it, I need you inside of me, please!" moaned Lynne.

She moved her hips off of his face, moved down towards his torso and gripped his dick.

"Leave your panties on!" he cried firmly.

Leaving them on was going to protect her for now. It would keep him from ramming his dick in her roughly when she wasn't ready.

"Leify, you're so freaky baby, I love it so much," she murmured.

He pulled the cute little boy cut panties hard into her ass, loving the view of her beautiful, fat little ass cheeks spilling out of the bottom of the panties.

He gripped her hips and thrusted upwards into her, and bit his lips, and curled his toes to try to be gentle when he felt the sweet heat, the steamy moisture, and that heavenly tightness engulf his dick.

He let out a sweet groan, gripped her cute ass cheeks, and he was sure, printing them slightly with his eager fingernails.

Lynne started to ride him now with those slow, teasing, but firm strokes that she loved. The panties gave some resistance that kept him from penetrating her very deeply, which made Leif ache with the sweetest of all lust, and also seemed to be driving Lynne crazy.

He enjoyed burying his cock in her tempting pussy, receiving that tight, sticky warmth, that his head was nudging that sweet little spot inside of her that filled her with such pleasure.

Her gspot was getting swollen, and he felt heat and slickness of their inner thighs pressing and rubbing together as Lynne grinded above him.

In the moonlight, he could see those cute, perky small tits bouncing up and down, up and down in the cartoon t-shirt, and they begged for his tender caress. He rubbed them gently as they jiggled in the shirt.

The visual, and Lynne's sexy little silhouette rocking and bouncing and nibbling her pouty mouth with joy was too much for him.

He tried to be as gentle as he could, but he gripped her sides, and rocked upwards into her hard several times, and each time he did, her eyes widened and she let out a pleasured little yelp. He'd never thrusted in her that hard before!

Leif knew she needed firm pressure on her sweet spots to quake with her orgasm. And, if she enjoyed this firm pressure, wait until she felt what it was like to be fucked.

He watched with delight and squeezed his ass and fists together behind her back, gritted his teeth together to keep from coming, when he saw his adorable, nasty Lynney reach her fingers in her panties, rubbing and masturbating her clitoris to bring on her orgasm.

He loved seeing his woman pleasuring herself as she bucked and strained with pleasure rocking on his dick!

She started to arch her back wildly, bumping his dick against her g-spot rapidly but the deepness of movement was restrained due to her panties.

"Fuck! Leify I love you, it's so good inside me baby!" she groaned, wriggling her hips in ferocious but shallow circles.

Those tight pussy muscles gripped around him with ecstasy, and he felt her fingernails gripping his chest for leverage.

Leif grabbed and bunched the material of her boycut panties, pulling them to the side so that he could bury himself a little deeper into her tender, tight, heat.

A few times he allowed himself sweet, primitive thrusts, as far as those tight little panties he'd pulled into her ass would allow.

Sweet Jesus, it felt so good to plow into her hard, even if only a few times, and not as deep as he would like!

He groaned with satisfaction, and her hot honeyed heat coaxed him to bathe her insides with his seed.

He gripped the small of her back.

"Mmmm....my sweet little Lynney, love your pussy so much," he groaned with sheer pleasure.

He did love her pussy. And because he couldn't really fuck it yet, she left him breathless with longing, need, and adoration even though he'd just come. It felt so good to lay huddled up with her after he'd loved her. He couldn't wait to spend a whole day with her, vigorously fucking her and sleeping between rounds. Perfect activity for a honeymoon.

Lynne buried herself into his sweaty chest, panting with the same rapid breathing patterns he had. He gently grabbed a handful of her hair. Stroking it. Before he realized what he was even doing, he was rocking her in his arms.

Kissing her forehead. He loved to pamper her when she was distressed. She snuggled into him closer. She squeezed him like he was a stuffed animal, and his heart felt so full, he thought he would burst with love, even though his body was still warm with the pleasure of their sex. The tenderness, the lovemaking, it all brought him closer to her. And the way she held onto him, like he was her security. Shit! He was sorry that she was having such issues with her parents, and especially her father, he didn't want this for his Lynney, but somehow, he felt that the hole that was in her heart because of the daddy issues, caused Lynne to crave Leif's love and approval in a special way that heightened their bond, more than a couple without these issues.

Terrible thing, but he nearly wanted to tell any man who was looking for an angel to adore, to find a good girl who had some daddy issues, and fill her heart with tenderness and kindness, and watch her flourish, and see if that woman wouldn't make him the happiest man alive.

"it feels so good when you hold me tight like this. I don't want to get up, not ever," she sighed softly.

"Who says you ever have to get up? You can hide in my arms as long as you want. I want you to sleep well and have good dreams Lynney," murmured Leif.

He was still rocking her in his arms. Leif wanted her to rest and relax, and not feel worried or scared about what awaited her on the phone. Usually she was out like a light. When messing in her hair and snuggling did not get her to sleep as usual he murmured,

"I'm gonna fix you some tea, come in the kitchen with me,"

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