Lynn and Leif Forevermore Ch. 47

Sweetest, most intimate kiss in the world, kissing and sniffing her tasty little pussy, and he knew that even when he became rougher with her sometimes, he'd never stop giving her pussy all the sweet sucks and kisses that it needed to quiver with multiple orgasms.

He licked the glaze of his mouth, sweeter than that pastry they'd yet to share could ever be.

What happened next was always adorable and endeared him to her, the rapid breathing patterns that she had.

She was winded with her orgasms now they were so pleasurable, and she breathed in and out rapidly sweating and panting like she'd indeed run a marathon.

He couldn't stand to look at those long luscious legs connected to those tan little lips with the wild coarse hair and those candy like pink innards peaking out from under her cotton underwear, spread and glistening with her own love juices and his saliva.

That sight, coupled with her t-shirt rolled up past her belly button made her look like such a naughty little wifey, eagle spread, soaking wet panty crotch splayed on the blanket, her tan lips peaking out underneath her panties, indulging in the joy her man's loving lips could bring.

"My goodness, so good! Nothing makes me feel like that, my own fingers never come close, it's magic, so addictive. I didn't think I'd make it until the wedding, I missed your magical tongue so much," she sighed.

"That was the hardest thing I ever had to do baby. But I did it because I love you, and you were so squirmy and you looked discontented, and I felt like an orgasm would calm you and make you happy. Making you happy is what always matters most. You just don't know how much I wanted to lay on top of you and fuck you the more excited you got. But I'll have my chance in a few short days. In the meantime, please put these back on baby, there's only so much a man can take," he begged playfully handing her back her jeans.

He actually had to avert his eyes from her dripping wet open pussy and her luscious legs, and the site of her puffy little nipples in the t-shirt which was damp with the sweat of her writhing pleasure.

"You love me so much," she murmured looking at him adoringly. She knew that him going down on her was a sheer act of love, because he was having trouble controlling his own desire for Lynne. He simply did it as an unselfish act to pleasure her, and calm her.

She slid her jeans back on and beamed at him, before adding.

"I love you so much too, Leify!"

He didn't even need to say it. She already knew. That was why he'd eaten her while his balls ached with the need to fuck her so bad they were purple. Because he loved her and he didn't want her aching for anything, his love, his guidance, or the sexual pleasure he could provide. Lynne was now his sweet little princess bride to be, a bond that could never be broken.

***

The next day, after their little picnic, Lynne got busy early in the morning in the kitchen fixing up some treats for her man. She wanted to send him off with a good lunch. She knew they'd be away for the whole day, and the plans were to eat what they caught, but she didn't want Leif starving if they didn't have a good day with the fish. She made lunch for not just Leif, but all the groomsmen who were also going on the fishing trip, along with his father.

For dessert, she even baked Leif's favorite sugar cookies. He'd confessed that his favorite cookies used to be oatmeal, but now, because he associated sugar cookies with the color of her skin, and that sweet but musky smell between her legs, they were now his favorite by far. A lot of the time, he didn't even realize he was complimenting her and filling her heart with sweet feelings, but he was, even when he said those things casually. She took special care with Leif's three cookies, and she even made them heart-shaped, while the cookies she made for everyone else were circular. She hoped it wasn't too much and he wouldn't be to embarrassed.

She also put a cute little note in his lunch, just basically hoping he had a good catch, and enjoyed his last trip out with his boys as a single man.

While she was fixing the lunches, she overheard Leif and Matthew in the living room, discussing his last days as a single man.

"I can't believe how tame you want your bachelor party. There's no telling where Lynne stashed that brain of yours. I know you two are lovey dovey, cute and faithful and I'm starting to dig it, but I mean, it is your last night as a single man, and I'm sure she wouldn't mind too terribly much if we took you, say to like a topless bar some place. I'm not suggesting you get a lap dance, I know that be too over the top, for the man you are now bro," said Matthew.

"I...I don't really have a desire to see another woman's tits anymore. It's...it's kinda strange, but maybe you'll understand when you really settle down and fall in love. If I...If I see some other woman's jugs, I'll just be thinking about how hers are not anywhere near as nice as Lynne's, because they are attached to Lynne, and I love Lynne, exclusively now. Lynne is what turns me on, the little things about her body that only he has, little noises that only she makes. She's cute and sexy and beautiful as hell, and I don't want to go to a topless bar...I want you guys to take me to Mexico, and I wanna get smashed with tequila, do some petty gambling, and our stupid assed dare devil stunts. Just don't do anything that'll make me break my arm or ankle or shit. Lynne will kill us if I go hobbling down the aisle in a cast," said Lief.

"She flipped out when she thought you were looking at porn, just some harmless pixels on the screen. Man, bro, if your relationship is so restrictive that you can't even go to a topless bar, the only difference between that bar, and a regular bar is that the chicks don't wear any shirts, then...damn, I'm never getting married. I'm glad it works for you and you are happy, and she seems happy too, but I just can't imagine only ever looking at the same old pair of floppy little tits everyday for the rest of my life. Even if her fun bags are nice, get tired of looking at the same shit, day after day," said Matthew.

"Look, she did flip out, and guess what else, you don't even know the best part, if I thought Lynne was looking at some stray dicks on the internet, I'd be flipping out too. I know you are older than me Matty, but there's a lot of shit about love you don't understand. It, it means different stuff when you love the person. If I thought Lynne was getting hot and bothered for another man's cock, I'd be so jealous and mad I wouldn't even be able to see straight. If I feel that way, how could I look at other people naked, on a computer, or in person? I just can't do that shit, she fills me up so full with this wild love and this craving for her that I couldn't even begin to describe to you. No other shit, in this world, could ever come close," said Leif, and he made an audible sigh.

It was beautiful to hear Leif ruminating on their love like that. And even sweeter to hear how he refused to let anyone talk him into doing something he wasn't comfortable with, and damaging their special bond even with the bachelor festivities he was supposed to engage in. She loved him that same way!

"I mean, I believe you. But you better check with your little chickadee and make sure that the women aren't up to no good. Shit, my sister was the maid of honor for a wedding about a year ago, and the bachelorette party they gave that chick put any lame little topless bar we were going to take you to, to shame. I mean, supposedly they had these dudes come in cop cars, pretend to arrest the bride-to-be and the other chicks in the wedding. He gave the girls lap dances, and whipped them up into a fucking frenzy. But, her man was cool with it. He got super lucky on the honeymoon on the sloppy seconds principle. Besides, there's no telling what he got up to in his own bachelor party. Seems like it was probably pretty wild. Different strokes for different folks I guess," said Matthew.

Lynne raised her eybrow at this, and wrapped Matthew's wrap extra tight. She didn't know if it was out of anger, or because she didn't want his sandwich to leak. It made her a bit warm for him to accuse her bachelorette party of being up to no good, to try to let her own man off the hook to do something naughty. She and the girls had planned some fun stunts, but there were no men involved, and all of the women would remain fully clothed!

"Yeah Matty. First, I'm certain as sweet and shy, and innocent as Lynney is, that there aren't gonna be any naked dudes jumping out of cakes with their dicks swinging in the air. If there is, she'd be taking that shit up with me, and there'd be hell to pay. Second, she's so sweet and innocent, and she'd rather do anything than hurt my feelings, I know her, and she knows that fiddling around with naked dudes at her bachelorette party would make me jealous. Third, that other couple, they might have a more open relationship, and that's cool, but the second I lay eyes on Lynney I knew I didn't want to have any shit open. That means I'd have to share her...hell no...and I know she doesn't want to share me. It doesn't feel confining because I love Lynney. You can't talk shit about stuff you don't understand," said Leif.

"You're right I can't. Seeing you with her, and how loving it is and shit, it makes me want to understand. And you're right with what you're doing. We'll have a good time in Mexico, gamble and drink our asses off and do some dare devil stunts. Otherwise, you might fuck up what the two of you have that is so special. And I don't want to see you do that shit man, I just wanted you to have fun for your last days as a single man," said Matthew.

"Hell yeah, I'm gonna have fun, as much fun as I can have while I wait for my honeymoon. I can't hardly wait," said Leif.

His anticipation made him sound like a sweet little boy, and Lynne was surprised that he was unashamed to show such feeling in front of Matt.

"What do you mean you can't wait, you've banged her everyway but sideways," said Matt with a snicker.

"No...no I haven't...I...I've been being really sweet and very careful with her. So I'm looking forward to being a little more intense. And even if I had...fuck, it doesn't get old when you really love someone the way that I love her. You gotta be open to exploring and switch shit around, not doing things the same old way. But a woman who loves you, who's in tune with your spirit, shit, it's so much more satisfying than an easy woman. There is nothing, but nothing like the creativity of an adventurous woman in love with you, she'll please you like no one else can..that's how I wanna please her too, you'll understand when you find the one" said Leif.

"Fuck. I need to settle down now. So much effort goes into trying to get laid for one thing, let alone trying to get something really freaky going," said Matthew.

It was interesting to Lynne to get a window into what guarded men talked about when they were alone. She wasn't eavesdropping, actually she was, but not on purpose, but when she heard them talking that bachelor party shit, she was nervous. Next, she wanted to see if his boys wanted to plan something wild and crazy. When she found out that they weren't, and he was steadfast and resolute, Lynne was relieved. But, after Leif started to reflect on the reasons why, she was truly touched. Leif always told Lynne he enjoyed their time together, and loved her body more than anything because of the love he felt for her, but sometimes Lynne wondered if he said those things because they made her heart melt, a feeling that swiftly traveled to her pussy and had her opening her legs before she even realized what was happening. But him, unembarrassed telling his boys the same thing indicated to Lynne that he said those things, because he truly loved her.

That was damn beautiful to Lynne.

She made a lot of noise coming into the living room to bring the lunches so that they would hear her, and they could chose to stop having their conversation, even though she'd already heard them, and she smiled ruefully to herself, thinking about what a good man she had, and how she was never letting his ass go.

She handed Matthew his bag lunch, gave the special lunch to Leif, and gave Leif the rest of the lunches for the rest of his groomsmen and his father.

"Shit, you made us lunch," said Matthew.

"I sure did. Actually I did it for Leif, but I knew I couldn't leave the rest of your sorry asses out of it," teased Lynne.

Matthew looked playfully wounded, and Lynne sat on Leif's knee kissing his forehead.

"Baby the fishing rod for my trip, and my lunches, everything's so damn nice. Thank you for thinking of me...I'll be thinking of you the whole trip, and how you made everything so nice for me," he added kissing her forehead.

"You're welcome, it's my pleasure. I hope you have a good catch, but if not you needn't be hungry," said Lynne with a loving smile.

"Sure you don't want to come along little fisherlady?" asked Leif.

"Oh stop it! Go have fun with your boys. I'll do it next time, we'll plan our own trip, maybe go camping under the stars. That shit would be so romantic," said Lynne dreamily.

She envisioned she and Leif camping nude and sleeping under the stars. She didn't necessarily love the wild animals in the woods, and bugs which she associated with camping, but she also loved the idea of hiding in Leif's arms while he swatted away whatever was distressing her. Such a steamy fantasy. She had to look away from his loving blue eyes, but his glance started to pierce her and smolder her. And she knew he saw her, and he knew she was thinking of sex. He glanced at her with hooded eyes, then he winked at her. He played with her pouty mouth with his thumb playfully.

"Hey Lynney, Matt thinks your bridal shower is going to be full of drunken debauchery. He told me you all were getting bump and grind lap dances all night? Is that true? Because if it is I'm gonna spank your little rear until you won't be able to sit at the bachelorette party," he said against he nape of her neck.

Lynne squirmed and giggled at his playful teasing.

"No, I don't want to do that shit! Matthew is crazy. The only way that's gonna happen is if you and I are alone, and you jump your ass out of the cake. Now I'd love you to bump and grind and jiggle for me in some kind of fireman suit for my eyes only," teased Lynne, her eyes flashing.

"Hmm...I might be able to arrange a little pre bachelorette party entertainment, just for you little mama," said Leif playfully.

"Ugh, that shit is sickening," said Matthew playfully.

The way Lynne saw it, Matthew reaped what he sewed, teasing Leif and making him feel embarrassed for not wanting to have a naked women testosterone laden bachelor party. But she'd never been more proud of Leif and their love. He believed in what she was saying. It wasn't what he was saying when she was around, it was what he said when she was not around that let Lynne know she'd made such a wise choice in loving such a beautiful man.

"You two are damn lucky. That's it...I'm gonna find a serious woman after this wedding. You two can probably fix me up with someone" said Matthew hopefully.

Lynne chuckled, right along with Leif.

She kissed Leif's forehead angelically, and went off to prepare for her own bachelorette party.

***

Leif enjoyed his fishing trip with his boys and his father. His father reflected on how lucky he was to have met Lynne, who seemed like a beautiful girl inside and out. He also told Leif that he was happy that there were no circumstances that had forced him into marriage. He had his own circumstances that had forced him to live with Linda at a young age.

However, he adored Linda and it all worked out. But how much nicer for his son to be marrying because he was following his heart, that was what they always wanted for him, and why they told him not to get married at an early age. But, they were happy he was marrying Lynne, because that was truly following the leadings of his heart.

He told his son Leif to never loose the zest for his marriage, to always remember why he loved Lynne in the first place, even after they had their babies and the stresses and strains of a house mortgage.

"Do you know why you love her?" Garret asked Leif.

"Of course I do. She's beautiful in body and soul, and she feels her feelings and emotions so deeply, with such enthusiasm, and this fiery intensity, I'm so lucky that I'm one of the things she loves. To have that love reflected back towards me is so beautiful, it takes my breath away," added Leif.

His father looked impressed even though he wasn't saying this to impress someone else. Meanwhile his friends wanted to gag.

"You need to write that down so you'll always remember. That's what I did with your mother," said his father.

"I'll write it down Garrett. But I love her so much I don't think it's possible to forget it," said Leif.

"You are just fucking whipped is all! So whipped whenever you two have a fight you look like a fucking sad little girl until you make up," teased Matthew was they swung their lines.

"I do all the spanking because she likes it that way. Don't be jealous mouth breather, you'll find someone who can put up with your ass eventually," teased Leif.

Leif caught more fish than his boys, but his father caught much more than any of the young men, and they went back to the house, where Leif's dad would fillet and grill what they caught and they'd have a nice meal before Leif went off alone with his boys, and for almost his last night as a single man.

Whatever it was, even though he was looking forward to it, he hoped they didn't keep him up so long he wouldn't be able to give Lynney her good night kiss. She loved good night kisses, even when they were at home and sleeping in the same bed, and this was a special goodnight kiss, because in a few days, she'd be his bride, walking down the aisle in her beautiful, pure white dress, just like her pure little spirit deserved. He was glad he'd been able to lovingly talk sense into her head on the phone and she'd gotten the white dress she deserved.

He called her his bride often playfully, but the thought that it would be real, and he'd see her in that white gown, sent a rush of joy through him that was hard to describe.

His heart felt warm, and even his dick, even though it wasn't a sexual thought per say, he felt his cock starting to engorge a little bit. Sweet Lynney loved her goodnight kisses from him, and he remembered the first time he kissed her goodnight. She shivered with pleasure in his lap, right after he rescued her from the mouse, and told her about herself. He vowed right then, he'd never miss an opportunity to give the lovely woman goodnight kisses, and whatever other affection she enjoyed receiving before she turned in for the evening.

He made his way to the kitchen. He grabbed a nice beer to relax, his mother had remembered how much he and Lynne liked Pabsts.

He sat down, watching his father lighting the grille through the sliding glass window, and hearing the sounds of his perky little bride giggling with her girlfriends.

He wanted terribly to know what was going on in there with all those hens giggling. He wondered what kinds of panties they were giving his sexy adorable woman for her to tantalize her husband. What kind of bridal games they had his nasty adorable little Lynney up to. No one knew what a little freak she was but him!

Oh fuck, he still couldn't think about her without feeling warm, mushy, and fiercely sexual. She was the woman he should be marrying for sure!

He decided to spy on Lynne's little bridal shower. Women were different than men, so he was sure they were being cute, and polite and orderly in their festivities, despite the fact that they were giving her slutty little panties to wear for him in just a few days, and probably playing provocative little games. Still the giggling was quiet and cute, feminine and tame to him.