Lynn and Leif Forevermore Ch. 42

At the angle she was sitting at on the washing machine, he could almost see her panties, but when she lifted her ruffled hem, they came into view again, all that frilly lace, and the wet, satiny crotch of the delectable, shorts styled panties.

Leif didn't waste anytime butting his nose right up to the sticky crotch, and groaning as he inhaled that fragrant scent that made him rock hard with longing. Lynne purred with ecstasy, tangled her fingers in his dreadlocks, and started humping his nose.

"Mmm," he groaned, and he chuckled at her eagerness.

"Does it smell good to my sexy panty sniffer," she teased.

"Mmm...that's my wifey Lynney panty sniffer to you, and yeah, they smell heavenly," he groaned.

It felt good not to have to hide anything from this lovely woman he was weeks away from marrying. She always knew that he loved her scent, but he felt fully safe in indulging all his steamy lust for her scent, and enjoying her frilly sexy little panties. He sniffed her lacy, moist little crotch while she humped his nose, then pulled out the lacy crotch, to taste his sweet Lynney.

"Damn, I'm so weak for your pretty panties Lynney," groaned Leif, adoringly fondling the crotch, then pulling the gusset back, licking and sucking. He loved sucking the juices off her panties, it was raw, and the collection of the soaking wet juices overloaded his senses.

He wasn't touching her directly but Lynne looked down at him with big, brown lusty eyes, and he licked and sucked the satiny crotch with abandon.

"See what a dog you've turned your man into. A dog only for you. Shame you had to catch me like that. I just act like an animal when I smell that sweet pussy smell and taste that scent, no other woman has ever had a hold on me like that, that's why I can't wait to marry you, I'll probably behave better after I really fuck your juicy little pussy," he groaned.

"Leif, I never want you to behave baby...I told you, you can smell me, my panties, my ass, hell I'm so in love with you, I want you to have whatever kinky nasty pleasures you want with me. Anything, as long as it's just between you and I! That's what a good wife does with her husband, and since I want to be the best wife, I want that with you," she murmured huskily.

"I love you so much!" Leif whispered.

And he did. This erotic passion with her was what he'd always dreamed of. He pulled the panties back, licking over her pussy now, those coarse exotic hairs, and the flavorful juices, licking and sucking those full, ripe lips, and gently sucking her clit hood.

"Baby, baby," panted Lynne hoarsely and she moved the crotch up out of the way for more access to his licking tongue.

He loved when she came in her panties, and got them juicy and wet, and nasty with her passion musk. The aroma was intoxicating, hardwired to cause pleasure to his dick. His cock ached, and he felt his own wet precum on the front of his shorts.

Lynne spread her beautiful folds for his tongue. He held those lacy panties back, plunging his tongue roughly inside. Just then, the load started washing again, and she made a sweet helpless whimper.

Leif glowed everywhere with pleasure imagining the joy she must be feeling, her man's licking tongue, and that sweet vibration of the washing machine against her pussy.

"Damn, it feels so good! Leify, Leify!" she moaned helplessly, rocking on her haunches.

Her tits jiggled wildly in her tight, white t-shirt and she reached under the t-shirt, gripping one of her own breasts, and he recognized what she was doing, pinching one of her own sweet nipples, for pleasure.

He tugged the panties firmly in her ass now, giving her a wedgie, close to that tender little ass that she loved to have teased, and he tickled her anus with the panties while he gently sucked her clit, and the cute furrow of the curly hairs close to her lips.

She rocked with even more abandon on the washer, using her stomach muscles for leverage to bring her pussy more pleasure from his gently sucking and licking lips. He plunged his tongue as deep as he could get it in her juicy depths, pulling the panties even more firmly against her ass.

"Ugh! Oh! I love you Leify!" cried Lynne shrilly.

Her pussy clutched feverishly under the motions of his tongue, her contractions so strong, he knew she was having a good orgasm. He could tell by the gripping of her thighs.

He buried his forehead in her stomach as he tasted and licked her, he wanted to be surrounded by her feminine warmth and softness as his heart felt full of the warm fuzzies that he could make her come so good.

She was still panting for him, groaning how much she loved him.

"Love you too sweetness...mmm," he groaned sweetly against her pussy his forehead snug in her stomach.

Lynne reached for the panties. She was aroused, and she wanted them off, nothing to come between the two of them.

"Leify, baby, I'm ready for you inside of me," she murmured, tugging at the waistband of her underwear.

"No, don't take them of yet. You bought them just for me. I think we should pull them to the side, and let your man push deep inside your sung pussy in those tight panties, until I come so hard...I love being inside of you when you are wrapped up in your cute panties," he panted huskily.

Lynne looked up at him angelically.

"I love when you tell me what you want, and I can be what you want, wanna do whatever you like baby," said Lynne.

She looked up at him with the most angelic glance, just craving for his adoration and loving approval, which he loved to shower her with.

He took a moment out of their heated activities just to look lovingly into her eyes, and kiss her forehead, letting her know she was his precious angel. Lynne literally shivered with pleasure, closing her eyes.

After receiving his affectionate doting, she shifted on the washer, propped herself up on her elbows to give him more access to her body, and held the panties back with her ring finger, spreading her pussy lip apart with her index and middle finger.

The sight of her, with that ruffled denim skirt pulled up high on her upper thighs, and those yummy red panties had Leif so hard, he groaned as he unzipped his jeans, let them fall around his ankles.

And he pulled his boxers down too. Sure he had a fly hole, but with Lynne with the panties on, it was too many layers. Too much separating them, and he longed and ached for that sweet woman so much.

"You're so sexy, damn I don't think the laundry has ever been so fun before," groaned Lynne pulling him close to her by his waist pawing his naked chest

Leif chuckled.

Those cute curly hairs jumping out of the red panties, beckoning him. Oh he wanted to plunge his cock into her hard, balls deep and thrust until her pussy seized around his cock with ecstasy forcing out his sperm.

But he remembered the pep talk he just had with her about waiting for fucking. He slid his aching cock head seductively over the satiny crotch that she was holding to the side.

"Mmm, those wet panties feel so good on my dick baby," he groaned.

He ran his cockhead over the sticky wet gusset, and Lynne panted with anticipation, then let out a sweet, sensual groan as he teased her between her lips with his fat, aching head, rubbing it up and down over her swollen clitoral nub.

She chewed her lip and looked up at him expectantly, grabbing for his balls between them, squeezing them gently.

"Give it to me baby, oh god I need it filling me up down there!" she panted with that sweet, angelic hunger only she possessed.

Leif groaned too, angling his thick, aching dick so he could slide it deeply, but gently in her pussy past her panties.

Once he'd angled himself correctly, Lynne propped her feet up on both ends of the swaying washing machine, and lifted her hips to take him inside.

One his fat head started to stretch her out, she moaned with pleasure, gripping his pecks more, but this time with relief. She loved his cock in her so much she found it both pleasurable and soothing. Even though they couldn't fuck yet, his manhood stretching out her core calmed her down and quieted her squirming.

He loved feeling like his dick contented her.

Damn, she was tight, steamy, and juicy and he was so aroused by the idea of sexing her in the cute skirt and tight panties she bought for him, that he couldn't even think about it for long, or he would bust his load.

He groaned as his thick head surged past the outer ring of her pussy, and he felt the sweet resistance and her slippery folds melted and gave way to the pleasurable conquering of his cock.

Lynne groaned with sweet joy, enjoying the sensation of the parting of the waters.

"I love it inside me, baby please," she whimpered, tears flowing from the corners of her beautiful eyelids.

She stiffened her entire body, jerked her beautiful hips up hard to receive his cock as the tight, cloyingly sweet heat of her femininity enveloped Leif.

"I love being inside you!" grunted Leif.

The feelings for Leif were now too intense to speak. The visual, that pretty denim skirt, fluffed about her upper thighs, revealing those long, shapely legs, panties askew, revealing the coarse sandy brown pubic hairs, his fat cock nuzzling past the red leg of the boy cut panties, and angling vulgarly into her tight, creamy little heaven. His sweet Lynne, her juicy little folds looked stretched so tight dealing with the girth of his cock as it slid past her panties, he thought he would burst at the steaminess of the visual.

"God, it fills me up so tight and good, " panted Lynne huskily against his ear.

The sweet thing was still in rapture and wonder with new feelings, each time he buried his cock in her. It gave her such pleasure she chewed those full sexy lips and squirmed all around the washing machine.

Lynne whimpered loudly as he began to gently twirl his cock in circles inside her pussy.

He couldn't wait to pummel his cock hard, but lovingly into her tight, expanse, just a few more weeks.

He wanted to deliver full pleasure to the beautiful woman he was about to marry. He pulled her head back gently by her curly, shoulder length hair.

Her eyes lit up with passion and love, and she wasted no time eagerly meeting the probing explorations of his tongue, her greedy mouth and tongue sucking his own just like her greedy little hips began clutching with joy against his dick as he started angling his cock upwards, upwards into her tight femininity so that his head glided up against her g-spot.

With each stroke, her pussy throbbed around his aching dick. The smell of Lynne's arousal started to build, her heavenly scent intoxicating Leif.

"I love you so much...god damn, your girlie smell, the pretty silky panties, shit Lynney, makes me so weak, I'm so filthy hot for you...got me smelling, and licking your used panties like a dirty, nasty dog," he panted, breathlessly.

Calling himself a dirty, nasty dog excited him sexually, thinking about the basic, biological way that he loved her, sure his head and heart loved her, but so did his damn body, driving him to mad excesses of panty sniffing and smelling bed sheets for her feminine scent.

Lynne and her tight red boycut panties excited him so much he tightened his ass to keep the rope of come from frothing out of the head of his dick, bringing with it, his orgasm and ending the pleasure he could give to his sweetie prematurely.

He'd never really talked so dirty to a woman before, never felt close enough to do so, but that deep emotional and sexual closeness he felt with this woman who would soon be his wife, made him feel safe that she wouldn't judge him for being so thrilled to smell her, that he enjoyed watching her panties, and that seeing her sex fluids on them, and thinking of ejaculating on those cute dirty pussy juice stained panties drove him mad with desire.

Things that were embarrassing, and seemed like private masturbation fodder before he could now be open with her, he learned that by how wonderfully she'd reacted to seeing him sniff her panties, and tugging his own meat. He never felt so loved, accepted, and lucky.

Still he didn't want to go too far, but when he whispered to her, that she had him so hot, she had him feeling like a dirty, nasty dog, her eyes lit up, and glimmered into his own with the most beautiful mixture of adoration and lust. And he saw something else there too, complete acceptance!

"Leify, I love for you to be my big, filthy, dirty man. I love that you love my panties. I want you to misbehave however you like with me, and my panties, smell them, lick them, love me in them, whatever you want to do with them is okay by me," she purred, swaying her hips sensually into his own.

Damn, he loved her so much, he buried his head in her neck to conceal the lump in his throat and the water in his eyes. His dick ached and felt full, but so did his heart. To be able to share his secret filthy desires and have her so accommodating and loving towards his feelings made him feel accepted and loved on an emotional level, not just a sexual way, and it was mind boggling for Leif, gave him more insight as to why Lynne cried with emotional joy when they had sex.

He loved her so much he wanted to inhale her! Nothing seemed like it was letting him get close enough, and he found his nose buried in the sweet, fragrant crease of her armpit, smelling like Lynne's lavender deodorant, and her natural smell. She had such a lovely scent, and he felt overloaded with joy, all her pheromones under his nose,

Leif loved that it was okay to smell her armpit,that he didn't need to hide his basic, chemical attraction to her scents and flavors. She felt what he was doing, that he was nuzzling her armpit, and she chuckled with joy amidst his thrusts and adjusted her t-shirt sleeve so that he could nuzzle his face into her naked armpit.

So much love to accompany the strong feelings of sexual pleasure as he swayed his hips seductively over her own, bringing his head nudging up against her g-spot again, as he felt it start to swell, and press backwards against her pubic bone as Lynne swayed in ecstasy, groaning her love for him as the washing machine picked up speed. When her gspot swelled up like that, he knew she was being pleased, and she'd orgasm soon.

She looked a bit alarmed at the increase in jostling from the washing machine, and sat up a little bit, moving her ass off the edge of the washer.

He calmly pushed her back down into the vibrations with gentle hands.

"It's fine. The load is just unsettled. I love everything to make your sweet pussy feel good, it's why I sat you up here," he panted.

And then, it was as though he'd given her permission, now she bounced wildly against the vibrations of both the washing machine and against the sweet, loving circles he twirled his dick in.

Now his sweetie would feel the pleasure from his cock, and the bumpy ride their washing machine gave her, and he watched her pretty face from his vantage point near her armpit, then the rest of her lovely body, as Lynne curled her toes and brought his lips over into her neck. It made Leif grateful, he could hide there, and did not have to worry about if some shit should accidentally fall out of the corner of his eye by mistake.

"Do you want me to come in your pretty panties? Make them sticky with my come," he groaned, tenderly stroking her breasts, and those firm nipples through that soft cotton t-shirt.

Shit! It was hard talking dirty and fighting the urge to come, he squeezed his ass muscles together so hard he knew his ass was turning bright pink.

"Yes, fill them up with your hot, sticky love, and I'll wear them close to my pussy all night baby, I won't...I won't take them off until my big, nasty, dirty man says I can," she moaned softly for him.

"My sweet, dirty little goddess. Hush your sexy mouth up right now, you're gonna make me come too fast! Gonna nut all in your pretty panties, and there won't be none left for you Lynney," he moaned urgently.

He pulled her back by her neck and kissed her neck even harder, groaning. He hoped his cutie was near her orgasm. One more peep from that sweet urban accent babbling about the naughty things he could do with her panties, and he was going to explode his hot, sticky seed everywhere, and there would be no more pleasuring his adorable Lynne with his dick.

"I'd want you to nut in my panties, get them all hot and sticky, and filthy, just save some come for my pussy too," she panted huskily, that lilting little New York accent driving him mad.

She looked at him with those big, innocent light brown eyes, and he felt his heart and dick melting by equal measure, the luscious cutie giving him that lusty, dirty talk because she knew it excited him. Lynne could tell that was the part of him that was sneaking in her panties and masturbating, and she loved to satisfy him.

And he felt damn lucky for that!

Even though she was shy, she wore a sweet glimmer of a smile, and It melted him along with her dancing brown eyes, her features contorting into a fuck face, teetering near the edge of her orgasm.

She swayed her hips seductively into his own, and grabbed his hips, moving her hips in these delicate little circles that caused him to groan, while it felt like her juicy pussy was kissing and sucking the come from his shaft.

"My little goddess, fuck, sweetheart, I love you," he moaned.

Even though he was near the peak, he curled his toes, and held on for her, angling her legs up higher, and thrusting his head marvelously against her g-spot, giving her that sweet firm pressure that she needed, while he reached under the crotch of her panties with gentle fingers, rubbing her softly over those coarse hairs, and her sweet little button, he wanted to overload Lynne's body with joy until she short circuited into the sweetest orgasm.

"Ugh...Mmm...Leify, I'm coming so good baby!" she cried.

She clutched at his pectorals through his shirt so sharply, that he didn't even need to feel the rapid clutching of her pussy through her panties, and her urgent groan to tell him the story.

She lifted her legs and wrapped them around his waist, hard.

"Fuck...I love you Leify...so damn good to me. I want you to come in my panties Leify, come in them hard," she murmured, her pussy throbbing around his cock as she bounced off the washing machine, and up towards his dick with delight.

He finally was free to give into the sensations he craved, enjoying the visual, his beautiful goddess sprawled up against the washing machine, her skirt lifted brazenly, exposing her cute little panties and his cock thrusting lustily inside her.

Leif could hardly take the visual, but her wet innards were hot and tight, and those silky, lacy boy cut panties actually kept him from being able to ram his cock in her hard, the way they deprived him of being able to tunnel his cock deeply within her made the part of his shaft that was not covered in her gooey goodness ache with longing.

It felt like the bottom was dropping out of his stomach, and he needed to claim, possess, a part of this beautiful woman he was about to marry, so he pulled her head backwards, a bit roughly, pillaging her mouth hard with his tongue, expressing with his lips, what he could not yet express with his dick.

She groaned, gripped his shoulders, and he released her mouth, kissing her forehead and groaning with his pleasure.

He yanked the panties upwards into her ass, savagely, and Lynne groaned with pleasure, her pussy starting to clutch against his throbbing cock again, another orgasm for Lynne. Multiples!

Shit! He loved to make her feel good. He knew the panties felt good against her ass, but he was also pulling them up to allow himself to penetrate her pussy better.

"Damn, I love coming in your sexy panties Lynney," he panted, lifting her shirt, his rough fingertips gently fingering her hardening nipples, as Lynne groaned with delight.