Lynn and Leif Forevermore Ch. 55

She was still standing, the entire dress unzipped and holding it around her neck.

"Time for that dress to come down sweetness," he murmured nuzzling and kissing her ear.

Leif snapped another photograph. Lynne looked at him, grinning in the mirror.

She proceeded to lower her dress inch, by tantalizing inch. She even allowed the dress to hang off the curve of her shoulder, and then slipped it down so that one of her bra cups was hanging out of the dress.

"Can I take another picture? I swear I won't let nothing happen to it baby, I just want to be able to savor undressing my wife from her wedding gown later on," said Leif.

"Baby you know I trust you. I'm your wife. You don't have to ask. That's why I'm doing it real sexy like. I figured you'd want the photos. I love that I turn you on so much you even want to look at me when I'm nowhere around, and you want to remember taking me out of the dress! That's true love," murmured Lynne.

"It sure as hell is baby," said Leif, his voice gruff and husky and eyes filled with water.

Trust had never been this close with anyone before his woman. His wife, his angel, his joy!

He took a photograph of her dress with her bra cup poking out of the sleeve, and then another once she had both sleeves removed.

"Now, get me kissing your throat," he murmured passionately, handing her the iPhone.

He kissed her throat, and Lynne looked into the mirror as he looked up into her eyes.

She hadn't been fucked yet, but she was wearing the most luscious little fuck me face that he'd ever seen in his whole life.

He lifted the dress down to her waist, getting a photograph of that, and had her step backwards so that he could see that she was indeed still wearing half her wedding gown, all covered up by the ruffles, but the entire bodice of that panty shaper visible in plain sight.

He took the iPhone from her, and held the camera up to the mirror.

"Let it drop to the floor like a good little wifey now....I want to record this moment, so I don't ever forget, the moment you really became mine, over and above everything we ever did before this wedding day," he murmured huskily.

Lynne looked obediently at him in the mirror, her look full of love and the desire to please and he wished he could memorize her expression forever. Damn it he loved her.

She nibbled her lip with joy and let the dress fall to the ground.

"Spin around for your man, and show him how pretty you are in this little panty girdle thing and your heels," he murmured getting the reflection of the dress, in the floor, at her feet, along with her panty girdle and high heeled shoes. His little Lynney was horny young man's fantasy, and she was standing before him.

Then he spun her around lovingly by her shoulders, placing his hands gently on her smooth and silk shoulder blades.

He touched his forehead lovingly with her own, and then stood with some distance between them, and then he saw, and he hadn't noticed it before, her entire crotch outlined with a sticky, gray, smeared outline. Oh the love and trust between them was intense. He couldn't tell when she'd gotten wet, but knew at some point, his sweet, innocent, trusting little wife had let him snap pictures of her wearing nothing but this little barely there panty shaper with a wet crotch. How far they'd come in their love, he remembered when she was too shy to kiss him on the mouth!

And he loved her so endlessly and indulgently.

"My god, you are so sweet. Already can't wait for the honeymoon to start. You're just my precious, nasty little thing, and you'll be pampered from now on, even though my cock is so full it hurts. Turn around beautiful. I want you to turn around. And then, I want you to bend over my dresser, with your hands spread wide apart, and keep your high heels on. You've been a good wifey today, and I see no reason why you shouldn't be allowed to come a little bit. You need it badly. Look at this crotch," he murmured playfully, palming her pussy.

When he palmed it, he felt the stiff, stickiness of her crotch indicating that her pussy had been wet and the copious moisture had dried on her crotch several times.

"You're hard too, look at you," murmured Lynne, blushing, embarrassed, and looking partially ashamed, that she had her own clear evidence of steamy arousal everywhere.

"Hell yeah I'm hard, I should be, or else we shouldn't have married. You should be wet all day too for the same reasons. Being wet all day is nothing to be embarrassed about. I'm flattered I turned you on so much today. Get over there, scoot. I'm going to give you an appetizer for this honeymoon," he added swatting her ass.

She quickly closed the distance between where he was standing, and the dresser, so fast he thought the lovely thing would trip in her wedding gown at first.

"Careful don't fall baby girl. Mmm..." he murmured, the view of her behind was fantastic, standing there in nothing but a panty shaper, juicy ass spilling out of the bottom, and long, smooth, bare legs, calf muscles poked out as she was wearing those sexy high heeled wedding shoes.

His dick was so sore! He didn't even know if he could tease her anymore. He thought at first he would give her some pleasure like he had when they went over their vows in the fort, and just ate her, to tide her over, but now he didn't know if he could stand it.

He knew he couldn't wait to smell her again. He knelt behind her swiftly, crawling behind her like a dog in heat, eye level with that juicy ass he worshiped.

"My god baby, I couldn't wait to smell you again! You should have never let me take you out of this dress baby girl, and gotten someone else to do it," he whispered, his breath he was sure, tickling her pussy and as from behind, and she squirmed.

He stuck his nose between her two, ripe ass cheeks, sniffing, his Lynne, the sweet, spiciness of the scent of her bottom igniting his lust. Nothing smelled like his Lynney. Nothing! He hadn't smelled her ass for at least a few days, and he loved the smell of it like this, after having gone a whole day throughout the wedding, her unique musk wasn't masked by the scent of her shower, her real smell, her pheromones coming through. He wished he could bottle up the way her private parts smelled, pussy and ass and rub it all over his body and carry that scent with him always. And, no need feeling shy about that anymore, now that he was her husband.

"Pull your ass apart," he grunted peppering her buttocks with kisses.

"Leify," she yelped.

"Shhh...quiet, not so loud lovely, someone might come inside. Pull your ass apart, if you want me to pleasure you," he grunted reaching for her hand from behind.

He brought it around where his face was, and placed it on her ass, and Lynne quickly brought her other hand back there, spreading her cheeks shamelessly for him, exposing her ass crack in that lovely, lady like little panty shaper. It was so sensual seeing her spread her ripe buttocks for pleasure!

"That's a good girl, that's a good wifey," he murmured, nuzzling her ass crack and grunting with pleasure.

His cock was now ramrod hard.

"Smells so good to me, damn, my dick aches, I need to fuck you baby," he panted.

He nuzzled right over where he knew her anus was with the hard nub of his nose, through her panties, the seat of all the wonderful smells of her ass. He wasn't thinking about the craving his sweet wife had for ass play when he started tickling her asshole through her panties with his nose, but as soon as he did, Lynne let out a wild, primal moan, and started jerking her hips over the bulb of his nose, and spreading her buttocks wider, until he could see the faint prickling of intimate hairs outlining both of her ass cheeks, the visual and scent of it driving him wild with its primal nature.

And, Lynne must have been going wild too, because he could see her white panty shaper crotch growing even slicker.

"You're going to need to give me this cute little panty shaper so I can rinse the crotch out for you lovely. I like to wash out the cute little panties you get wet with your juices, lick them out too," he murmured softly.

"Yes baby, I'll let you wash my dirty panties," she panted softly.

It was sensual sure, but Leif loved more than anything the emotional exchange, which he hadn't expected, all the things that they shared, his love of panties and dirty talk, and her giving him just the secret pleasure that he needed, just like he gave her the ass pleasure that she craved. Nothing forbidden between the two of them. Nothing that wouldn't be shared.

Then she reached between her ass and pussy, and unsnapped the bottom of the panty shaper. As soon as she did, it slid upwards over her juicy ass, exposing her tan, moist pussy lips, with the beautiful pink petals inside, and the dark, secret crevice of her ass, what a beautiful sight to Leif!

He couldn't help smelling her ass and pussy bare, and he put his nose solidly between her cheeks, taking a heavenly whiff, and she shamelessly butted her anus up to his nose, groaning with pleasure when the bulb of his nose lightly penetrated her ass.

"Oh Leify it feels so good!" she moaned loudly, when he nuzzled her anus wiggling his face back and forth like a playful puppy.

But nothing would let him get close enough to that intoxicating scent. Then he did the very same thing to the nether region between her pussy and ass, before finally going up to her pussy and nuzzling, burying the nub of his nose into the heavenly smell of her femininity. He wanted to drown in her.

Each time he nuzzled, her, Lynne groaned loudly and rocked her hips appreciatively in wide arching circles.

"Baby, please, I love you so much, please let me come, make your wifey come," she panted, squirming, and there was a sweet desperation to her plea that he never heard before.

The hunger, her sexy, nubile desire, made his cock leak precum and an aching to fuck her like never before ran through his veins. Her honeyed, urban voice was so sexy, and she needed to come.

He no longer knew if he could wait until he'd gotten his lovely bride away from his parent's home. She wanted it so bad, kept tempting him with it, and even asked him to unzip her beautiful wedding gown. The time to fuck her senseless was coming before they even started the honeymoon. This would be an appetizer fuck, and he'd give her the main course once they got to the destination. His dick was purple, and he simply would not wait anymore.

But her voice, it was husky, and then he heard her sniffle. She wanted him fucking her so bad, she was crying.

"Are you crying beautiful. Don't cry baby. I always wanted to know that my woman wanted me as badly as I wanted her. Won't deny you of nothing anymore. You get whatever you want now that you're my wife. You're gonna be spoiled rotten. You've been hinting at it all day that you wanted me to fuck you right on this wedding day before we officially started the honeymoon. If you really want it that much baby, your husband won't deprive you! I'll give you what you need. I always give my baby what she needs. Hell I wanted it too! I wanted to peel your dress up in the limo, on the way to the reception. But I just didn't because I wanted the day to be special for you. That was the only reason. Just wanted you to feel like a princess, not be sore with me that I couldn't even wait till the day was over. But you want it as much as I do. We can start our honeymoon now," murmured Leif, kissing her hand with adoration.

"Just because I'm your princess doesn't mean I don't want to be fucked too! Let's not wait no more Leify," murmured Lynne and he knew she'd been crying a lot when she moved one of the hands that had parted her ass to wipe her face off.

"So sweet, you want your man so much, you're crying. I feel like crying too with sheer joy and pleasure. You're beautiful to your man baby, and I can't wait to fuck you. I'll remember from now on out, princesses like fucking too! Just...just wanted you to feel like a princess and didn't want to rush you. You want your husband to lick your naughty asshole," he murmured with a husky chuckle.

"Yes, yes baby, please...please lick my naughty asshole," she moaned.

"Then, put your hands back there again and spread your juicy little ass, like you want it, and don't cry. Husband always gives his baby what she needs, only want you crying with pleasure while I stuff you with my cock," he murmured when she reached her hands behind her and splayed herself shamelessly.

"Oh, it's good to me, good to me Leify," she cried, when he groaned that he loved her over and over again into her anus.

He curled his tongue and pushed it gently but thoroughly into her delicate anal orifice, the sweet, tangy flavor of Lynne intoxicating him.

"Mmm...lick my naughty ass good," murmured Lynne under her breath, and she knew the language that turned him on. His crotch throbbed into a painful bulge, the tip of his cock leaking so much precum that he knew he'd need to free himself of the tuxedo pants soon, or they'd have precum all over them!

"Keep it spread wide...that's a good girl...are you Leif's nasty wifey, can't even wait for your man to get you on your honeymoon to fuck...tell your husband what a nasty little wife he has, I like to hear it baby,"

"Yes, I'm a naughty, nasty little wifey," moaned Lynne when he pinched apart her pussy lips and rammed his tongue roughly inside.

He started licking over her pussy and clit in circles, alternating between that, and penetrating her pussy, and Lynne hollered loudly,

"I love you baby, oh shit, Oh baby make your nasty wife come!"

Leif stopped what he was doing and slapped her ass hard, several times.

"Hush baby girl, the window is open. The entire reception will hear that I am fucking you," he murmured under his breath.

He gave her bottom a few thwacks, and she yelped with shock.

Then she stammered hotly-

"I don't care, we are legal now..I don't give a fuck if they know you are digging my brains out, that's' what you are supposed to be doing, you are my damn husband now," grunted Lynne, as he licked her vulva and clit with broad, pleasurable swaths.

After she made this statement, he took a break from licking and sucking her pussy.

Leif chuckled again and again with delight. She was full of passion and pleasure regarding their union, and this was just what he'd fantasized about when he thought about her husband.

"Hell yeah, I am your husband baby girl, and here to satisfy your every dirty wish!"

And then, as though leaning across the dresser with her legs spread apart wide was not giving her enough vantage for them to experience the sexual pleasure of him licking her ass and pussy doggy style, she lifted one of her legs in the her high heeled shoes on the dresser, propping her ass and pussy high in the air, shamelessly like a female kitten in heat.

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Dear lord, she'd never felt pleasure like this before! Nothing could have prepared her for how good it felt to be nasty and raw with her handsome husband like this, propped up like his dirty girl, foot on the dresser, she'd put her foot up there so she could get more of the delicious feeling of the bulb of his nose in her ass. She never knew her ass had so many nerve endings until he'd accidentally put his thumb up there when they were playing after her skyping session with his mom and her friend during their wedding planning.

It had been so erotic and sensual taking the photos as he undressed her today, took off her wedding gown, the trust between them, intoxicating. He was her husband, and she trusted him, and knew he wouldn't expose those pictures publically. Even if he wanted to photo them fucking, especially her expression from the waist up while he gave it to her hard, the idea of it was arousing to Lynne, not frightening like it had been before. She used to live in fear of the church, and that anything she did in private would be sold to the church elders at any moment. Now the only fear she felt, was if she and Leif couldn't be close and share more intimately each passing second.

His breath was so hot on her ass, and he loved her, loved her so much he was pleasuring her lowliest parts, and he was going to satisfy her before they got on the road. She couldn't help that she felt like she had at her first Christmas with Leif, full of anticipation and she couldn't wait, and each kiss and murmur over her lowly anus, when he groaned how much he loved her, made her tickle with pleasure.

He held her gently by the waist, helped to lift her leg that was over the dresser further, licking, what he liked to call her naughty ass while playing with her clit with a gentle thumb. It was so much ecstasy, all that Lynne could do was groan and cry tears at this point, real, salty pleasurable tears.

Her stomach, pussy, and ass all convulsed with a cacophony of pleasure, and Leif held her skillfully on the pleasurable edge of a wave of orgasm.

Every time she tightened up her thighs like she did before she was about to explode into orgasm, he knew her body so well, he switched to teasing the opposite body part, this time, he moved from her ass, back over her clit again.

"Leify, baby, please, I want to come so good for you, want to be your sweet, nasty wifey!" she groaned loudly.

She knew he told her not to holler, but she couldn't help it, besides she could hear Robin Thicke's Blurred Lines playing through the window, and assumed that everyone was too busy listening to the song and doing line dances during the end of the reception to hear her screaming out of the bedroom window.

"Now I told you once before to hush your sexy mouth didn't I? Didn't your husband tell you darling," he asked.

And he picked her up swiftly from the dresser. Feeling him manhandling her, absorbing her in his own strength, moving her from being propped up on the dresser to holding her swiftly in the air made her feel dizzy with desire for him. She knew where he was carrying her...to the bed...to be fucked!

He picked her up gently like she was a doll, and she wrapped her legs around his waist. He hoisted her over the bed by her buttocks, and then he dropped her on the bed, knowing that she wouldn't hurt herself, he had positioned her carefully over the bed before he plopped her down, and then he swatted the underside of her ass.

"Get on your knees little wifey, on all fours for me, husband loves when you squat," he murmured huskily.

She loved feeling powerless in his big strong arms, and Lynne shivered with pleasure.

After he dropped her on the bed, and she crawled into the instructed position, she turned around to look into his sexy blue eyes, which were hooded, his nostrils flaring with pleasure, and he was panting with sheer desire.

He panted in and out rapidly like was running a marathon, and he watched her, crawling submissively on the bed as he commanded, and she swiveled her head to the side to look behind her, and all she could see was two things in his glance, unbridled lust, finally permitted to be unleashed and unfathomable love to her down to the depths of his pupils, he loved and wanted her so badly his sky blue eyes looked stormy with passion. How lucky she was to be the recipient of such passion.

"It's hard for you to keep quiet. I keep forgetting, with that sexy little voice of yours. Oh hell Lynney, that's part of the shit that made me fall in love with you, that cute little accent, and that unbridled moaning. I should punish you, for as horny as I am, making me need to stop this devouring...this fucking we are doing, while the reception is going on, because you're so hot for your man baby girl, you can't wait...making me stop in the middle to shut the window," he grunted, racing over to the window and shutting it.

"Baby, I'm sorry, I try to be a good girl, a good woman, a good wifey, but you're sexy to me, and feeling like this, being desired like this, but not having it be frightening, well hell, I've been dreaming of it since I was small, just like I dreamed about weddings," she murmured sweetly.