Lynn and Leif Forevermore Ch. 45

Sweet Lynney! And she kissed him enthusiastically on his cheek. He couldn't help but chuckle with joy.

"Damn it Leif! I love you so much, I feel so safe with you now! All I wanted my whole life was to feel safe, and like I had some type of control over myself! Before, it never felt like I had control. There was always, something going on...always, someone bigger than me, and overpowering me, and forcing me to do shit I didn't want to do. Whether my parents were forcing my hand with the church shit, my boyfriend was manipulating me for sex...I just…I always felt like the men in my life were stronger than me, and because of that, allowed to be bullies, and I had no say, in what really went on in my life. And I will admit, that, even though you are the gentlest man I ever met and I want it rough with you when I'm your wife, I worried about...about being able to stop it somehow if it get's too intense. I don't know, when a man is stronger than you, if the play gets too rough, you don't have a choice, and so submission is scary, but there's none of that with you...no more fears or fright. Even if you're stronger than me, you want me to have power, and a say so, and I can use our safe word if I need, but all that makes me want to do is submit to you, because it's for our pleasure and joy, and you'd never hurt me! You've given me a way to always feel safe, and I didn't know it was possible before this moment! All I want is doing everything you want in every way, sweet, gentle, and slow, and hard, nasty and rough! I doubt I'll ever say tortoise at all! Oh baby probably never. Oh Leify, can't we fuck, right now, it'll be magical, and saying tortoise is the last thing on my damn mind baby," she panted in his ear.

And she started tugging up his shirt, and he felt her hot wet tounge in his ear.

Now he was the one squirming, this beautiful naked woman he was about to marry, begging him to fuck her!

Leif chuckled and grinned.

"No fucking yet baby, but I can give you that spanking you want," he panted sexily.

He couldn't help panting because the safe word tortoise had the desired effect, she felt loved and safe with him, which had the side benefit of enhancing the pleasure the two of them could share.

***

She delivered herself across his knee willingly, her pants tucked firmly around her ankles. The submission to him was playful, and sensual but it was also cathartic. Because he’d given her power! A safe way to stop things in case they became too intense. She’d never had power to stop things she didn’t like before, until she up and ran away from everything she ever knew. That was the only way Lynne had been able to exercise power over her body, mind, and spirit the way things were in her life before.

But everything was different with Leif! Having the safe way to stop things, the safe word just made Lynne want rougher intimacy with Leif more intensely and certain she would not use the word, for even in playful submission he’d granted her dignity, and control and power.

“Are you sorry for what you’ve done Lynney. A sorry might make the spanking less severe,” he growled throatily.

Oh shit she loved it when he took control like that. She got serious butterflies and a tingling in her pussy.

Was she sorry? She wanted the firm spanking across the ass, she loved when he made it sting while she yelped for him to stop.

If she said she was sorry, he’d be going easy on her. She didn’t want the easy spanking this time. She wanted the kind where her bottom felt a little warm afterwards, he’d given her those swats before, and she liked the tingly aftershock reminders.

“No that shit was fun as hell! Cheating you and Janelle at cards. Not my fault you two can’t play,” he said with a roughish little grin against the mattress.

“I’ve heard enough little wifey!”

Thwack, was the sound of his hand firmly smacking her left ass cheek.

She heard it before the searing stung registered.

“Ouch!” she cried, and she giggled, and she tried to shield her ass with her hand.

But he was so strong, there was nothing she could do but submit as he pulled her hand high above her head.

“You damn, sassy little cheat. Not only do you cheat, but you’re not sorry, is that it, huh? You’re gonna learn to be a good little wifey or I’ll keep tanning that cute hide!” he cried.

He punctuated each word with a stinging swat against each of her cheeks firmer than the one before it.

“Baby….baby, okay….I’ll be good now….I’m sorry,” she squeaked between swats.

But she felt helpless against his authority, him disciplining her playfully her wet panties against his ankles. Feeling so helpless while he thrummed her cheeks with those gentle, yet husky fingers with stinging slaps made her pussy so swollen and moist on his knee. Now, with each wack of his hand to her backside she grinded her pussy against his upper thigh and knee. Rubbing her pussy up to his knee like a kitten in heat was the only way she could get some sensual release.

“What’s this I feel? Lynney likes a punishment doesn’t she?” he teased.

There was no room to be embarrassed before her husband to be. She was naked, vulnerable, revealed, and exposed, and for the first time, with her Leif, this emotion didn’t cause pain, but unbridled pleasure. It was cathartic and so damn healing for her soul.

“I don’t know..I don’t know why I’m getting so wet, I’ll try to be a good wifey,” she cried playfully, loving her submissive part of the roleplay.

She tried to put her legs together a little more and stop smearing his leg with her juices.

But she felt so helpless as she admitted to her desire and her wetness smeared against his knee.

Leif grunted.

He mashed his fingers gently against her pussy from behind rubbing in circles.

“Mmm, this is what my baby needs. She’s so horny when she gets a spanking, she can’t even help herself. You need your man to rub that pussy and make it feel better, even when he’s spanking you,” he cried playfully.

She heard him sniffing, then heard him licking.

“Mmm. Smell how horny you are when you’re a bad girl and husband has to put you in your place,” he cried playfully.

He pushed her own wetness under her nose, and the smell of her own intense pheromones turned her on so much, she moaned before he placed the fingers roughly into her mouth.

He was so authoritative, raw, and sensual, and wired just the way that turned her on. She liked that he made her smell and taste her own wetness he’d riled up with the spanking, and forced her to taste it too.

“What are you tasting baby!” he demanded punctuating each word with a stinging ass swat.

“Myself, myself, myself! My own naughty wetness,” she yelped squirming on his knee.

“Yes, you are such a naughty little thing Lynne for getting so wet getting a punishment from your man. But I love for you to be naughty. Leif’s naughty little Lynney. Do you know how good you taste to me?” he cried playfully.

“No!” she cried out chuckling.

He playfully penetrated her vagina from behind her ass with two of his digits, his middle finger resting against her g-spot.

Lynne moaned loudly with pleasure.

“Ooooh Leify baby, I need to come, make me come,” she panted, squirming against the luscious pressure of his finger on her g-spot, she closed her legs as tightly as she could, greedily sucking his fingers deep into her pussy.

“Mmm!” she cried loudly as her clitoris ached with joy against his knee.

“Mmm, you are so wet little wifey. No more coming until the wedding. Pull up your pants and panties,” he cried playfully and relaxed his grip on her so she could get up.

What a playfully cruel sensual game this was! She was horny as hell. She just lay across his waist, desperate for him to keep spanking her, then turn her over on her back and fuck her, anything to assuage this sexual aching that she felt.

“I don’t know why I’m so wet Leify…but I can’t stand it, and I need you to make me come. Please don’t be like this, I need to have sex baby, at least make me come. I don’t know why I’m like this but I need help,” she whimpered.

He was making her feel desperate, helpless and under his complete loving control with arousal so strong her body literally ached.

“Well, I know why you are. Sometimes a wife likes a good, firm spanking, and to be handled firmly in hand,” he added talking into her crack.

Then, he spread her haunches and licked her between her crack.

“MMmm…just a little bit longer sweetness and I’ll tongue that ass out with my gentle mouth like you want. And, once you are open, and know how to relax inside, and learn how much your ass likes to be violated with my tongue, I’ll stick my big cock up there like you want, like you’ve begged me. I know you want anal too, and we’ll do that in time. I always love to please my sweet wifey,” he panted huskily.

He traced her anus with a thumb so gently, no pressing inside, and Lynne felt dizzy with longing for him.

“Come on, baby, please,” begged Lynne, and she actually tried to reach out and kiss his fat, sexy cock, which was tenting his jeans.

“I won’t ever deprive you of another thing, in five more days, once we walk down that aisle. But frankly, tonight Lynney, I don’t think I can be sexual with you at all without fucking out your living daylights. I’ve just waited so long, and I can’t even smell your sweet breath, and feel the moistness of your lips next to mine without wanting to throw you down on the bed and devour you. Now get up, and let’s get ready for bed,” he added dotingly between kisses of her bottom.

After the playful spankings he was so gentle to her, and kind, and somehow that also set right with her heart all the pain she knew before. The submission was, a playful erotic playground for grown up lovers. In this playground, unlike before when she was dominated when she was a child, or with her ex, she was safe. With Leif, things happened because she wanted them too, and she could stop them at any moment.

After each intense wave of their dominate and submissive games, the cuddling and aftercare she received nurtured her spirit. He smothered her willingly in his tender affections, and it became the perfect balance between the cloying sweetness of their love and the hot spiciness of sexual play.

“Where are your pajamas and head scarf Lynney?” he cried gently motioning her to get up.

“Also find me some lotion,” he added as though an after thought.

Lynne looked through her suitcase and realized that she forgot to pack pajamas.

“Shit, I forgot them! It’s probably alright because my bridal shower is tomorrow,” she cried sadly.

“Damn, I can’t sleep next to you naked. I will devour you. I’ll fuck you to pieces if you’re naked beside me tonight. Here, take part of mine,” he added sweetly, reaching in his own suitcase for pajama tops and bottoms.

She thought he’d hand them to her, but he unbuttoned the pajama tops, and the sleeves out to her like it was a coat and draped her into them.

Then he pulled her down on his knee, kissing her forehead.

“I like when you get me ready for bed Leify. Like, I liked when you picked out my panties last week, or, when you rock me close and kiss my forehead,” she added softly.

There was water in her eyes that she fought against. She was horny sure, but his patience with her, and the pampering and care was delightful when contrasted with what she knew before. She’d never take his loving kindness for granted.

“That’s so damn sweet. You like when your man gets you ready for bed. I love getting my sweet woman ready for bed as well. Well, in five days, I’ll do even more to get you ready for bed. Whatever you like. Draw you a bubble bath, read you some poems. I see you reading that Maya Angelou book, and chicken soup for the soul on the night table. I’ll read that shit to you. Get you a cup of tea too. Of course, I’m gonna fuck you so good, you’ll probably fall asleep face down, drooling, with a satisfied grin on your face, so I won’t be able to do any of that shit for at least a while. But whenever I’m able, oh sweet Lynney, I’ll do all the things that make you smile and keep you safe. It’ll be nice to start some good, soothing bedtime rituals with my new little wifey. Whatever makes my new wife comfortable and relaxed after our fucking or our lovemaking,” he added sweetly.

“Damn it I love you so much,” she sighed.

Wasn’t much else she could do, but sigh with happiness, he’d tempered their erotic adventures with kindness, sweetness and love, and his sexy humor. He probably was right, initially she’d be so tired she’d fall asleep face down in the bed after a good fucking.

She yawned on his lap. She was ready to turn in, thinking that he’d already shown her more tenderness than she’d ever thought she’d feel in her life, when he murmured, give me some lotion.

She hopped off his lap, went in her suitcase, and found the lotion. He shook some on his palm, warmed it up, by rubbing it lovingly between his hands, then surprised Lynne by rubbing it gently on her ass and thighs.

“It’ll soothe your skin so it doesn’t get chapped after that playful spanking,” he added as though it was an afterthought, and the most natural thing in the world that all men did, babying their wife by lotioning their skin like it was precious material.

Then he kissed everywhere he’d rubbed lotion, peeled back the covers and kissed her forehead, cuddling her into the crook of his chest.

“Good night Lynney,” he sighed.

***

She was asleep in his arms all but an hour when his cock engorged and felt so tight, he couldn’t stand it. She was sleeping hard, snoring even! And, even though she’d been aroused earlier, when he wouldn’t touch her, she’d fought her own sexy desires and was getting good sleep.

But he was a man, his mind wasn’t so easily diverted, and he couldn’t stand it!

She was so soft, and he loved the smell of her breath through her nostrils. More pheromones. More and more he smelled each smell that was uniquely hers. The scent of her pussy, the smell of her ass, the wonderful aroma of her breath.

Wanted to love his wifey to be so badly he was smelling the breath she breathed as she was sleeping, and the fruity scent under his nose, reminding him a little bit of bubble gum was intoxicating him.

He could feel everything, how soft her skin was, how silky her headscarves were close to his neck, the feeling of her smooth thigh draped securely around his waist.

His pajama tops had risen upward, and he even felt her coarse sensual pubic hairs, pressing close to his upper thigh.

Leif knew his cock was purple, it ached so hard! Oh just to fuck that soft, tiny little thing and get it out of his system!

“Wake up Lynney. I can’t baby, I just can’t, oh god I swear I never thought it could get so hard!” he cried, looking down at the tent through the sheets, and under Lynney’s thigh.

With out a word, Lynne sighed, yawned and started kissing down his throat.

“I’m sleepy, just let me wake up some, then I’ll kiss it good like you love baby, shoulda let me do that shit earlier when I was awake, I was game, I wanted to suck it. Love how hard it gets in my mouth and the taste of your spunk,” she yawned as she kissed around his stomach trailing southward.

Shit, she was so sweet, she was going to suck his cock even though she was delirious and half asleep! She loved him so much in an emotional way, and a sexual way, his eyes swelled up with water.

But he couldn’t, he just could not, every pore of him wanted to get so rough and dirty with her right now.

“Oh baby, I can’t….I know you want to wait baby, just four more days now. I want you….I want you to sleep in the big house and I’ll stay in the guest cottage. Get your things, come on,” he added lovingly.

***

It pained Lynne to sleep apart from Leif, she was crying when he brought her into the house, brought in her two suitcases, got her sheets, and pillowcases, and made up her bed lovingly for her.

“I don’t want to sleep without you Leif! I haven’t done that since you saved me from the Mouse!” she cried.

“It’s only for a short little while. Honey I can’t help myself. I know what it means to you to wait for us to fuck each other, and this will help us make it through the few, short days. I just can’t. My self control is gone Lynne. If I’m sleeping next to you, I’m gonna pull up your pajama tops and ram my cock between your legs. I can’t sweetheart,” he added lovingly peeling back her covers for the second time and kissing her forehead.

“So what! You’ve waited this long, and I think you’ve done well, and I’m ready,” she sighed, squirming on the sheets.

“It is not so what. You will look back on this and be glad we waited. Our honeymoon is going to be so much fun. And I loved you enough to wait, and I want you to always remember that, even to your dying day. And that’s a lot of love Lynney you’ve changed me from a selfish shit, always putting my own needs first into a man who loves you much more than he loves himself, a real man, finally worthy of you,” he said sweetly.

“You just make it hard when you are so sweet and poetic like that. It makes me want to give it to you. Makes me want to tell you the hell with the wedding, let’s just justice of the peace, tomorrow morning and then we can fuck and use the reception as a big old party,” said Lynne against his neck.

Leif laughed, and laughed, and laughed.

“After all this shit, we’ve gone through for the wedding, Linda will kill us. And, what’s more, it really is only four more days. It seems like forever now, but it really isn’t that long. Besides we’ll be so busy in the next few days we won’t have time to think about the lack of sex and sharing a bed,” said Leif with a grin.

‘But I can’t sleep without you,” said Lynne.

“You’ll do fine for a few days. If you get lonely or want to hear the sound of my breathing, just text me, I’ll give you a call, and we’ll keep the line open and talk and listen to each other breathe on our phones,” he added softly.

“That’s fine but it’s not like cuddling you before sleep. Nothing is,” she added sadly.

So, he cuddled into the sheets with her, kissing her forehead and rocking her into his chest until she fell asleep.

He left behind one of his dreadlock caps. Because it smelled like him, and he figured it would help her sleep, just like he fully planned on scrounging up a pair of her panties to keep under his pillow.

***