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"That's okay. I said some mean shit too. I know you didn't mean it. I know you never want to hurt me, but no relationship is perfect not even one was sweet and tender as ours is," said Lynne.
She turned around and beamed at him, smiling. Her love for him was tender and pure, and his own adoration of her, warmed her soul like the rays of the sunshine. All was forgiven in Lynne's eyes, which were glazed over with love for Leif.
He kissed the crown of her hair.
"You also mentioned things about emotional intimacy that were so insightful. You're just a great reader of other's emotions and, well, you are right about the fact that we need to get closer to one another more and more all the time, just like we have been since we met Lynney, and one of the best ways to do this is sex. So I'm going to tell you something in the interest of this intimate honesty that you said you were sharing with me...where your taboos was shattered, and I don't want you to judge me darlin', no matter what I tell you, same way I didn't judge you," said Leif.
"Of course not," said Lynne.
She'd turned around in his lap sideways so she could look into his eyes.
He averted his glance from her, and she expected full well to find out he'd enjoyed the shower spray in his ass, she could tell by how hard he came. If he liked that shit, she didn't mind doing it again for him in the shower, or again in their home shower when they got back from the honeymoon. She now wanted a removable showerhead in their bathroom now that he'd taught her the pleasures of it this morning, she'd have them pick one out when they returned home.
"Okay, so when I was a little guy, a little Leif, and I was learning about coming, I would tug my cock with one hand, and my balls with the other. And then, when I got close to coming, because it felt amazing, I'd take the hand that had been squeezing my nuts and rolling them around, and stick my thumb in my ass, just about up to my knuckle, and kind of wiggle it around a bit. I would blow so hard, come would be all over my chest. It felt amazing Lynney. At that time, I didn't know anything about sex and shit, just what made my body feel good. But once I got older, I learned that what made me feel extra good when I came, that thumb in the ass business was what gay men did when they had sex. I was disgusted with myself that I liked the way touching my ass felt when I played with myself, because I've only ever loved women. I didn't want anything to do with anything that put my masculinity in question. I mean my friends, and my big brother, we'd tease and call each other homo or fag, and I really got a lot of teasing for being what they called a "pretty boy", and I didn't want to do anything that might make that teasing true about me. And I thought a woman, well a beautiful woman like you, my wife...well...how could I tell you that it feels good sometimes to trace my ass with a finger or a thumb when coming, you'd probably think I wanted other stuff back there, or even things belonging to a man, and I don't swing that way, not gay at all, just because I'd enjoy you playing with my ass a little!" said Leif.
"Oh Leify, I love you!" whimpered Lynne, pressing her lips to his in a passionate kiss.
She couldn't help herself. This was just what she was craving, Leif opening up to her about his private pleasure, his private sexual imprinting and how it could cause them to feel even a deeper emotional ecstasy. This was some very personal and intimate shit that he'd revealed to her, about his youthful masturbation, the feelings it made him feel, the curiosity, the taboo, the discomfort with the way certain pleasures had made him feel, just what she'd wanted them to share, and she was certain that these were barriers that most couples would dare not cross. That made her feel closer to him, that he trusted her like that, and didn't at all diminish his masculinity in her eyes.
He kissed her back, moaning into her mouth.
"That wasn't the reaction I was expecting, hell I'm just glad you didn't laugh, but it's delightful, just like you," said Leif with a chuckle kissing her forehead.
"You know how much you trust me, and love me to tell me that? And that's all I wanted. I wanted to know that, that if you liked something, even if it was kinky and maybe even a little taboo, that it's fine, and you can trust me with it, not to tell a soul, and also that it doesn't invalidate anything about your manhood. Liking to be tickled back there while you come doesn't make you gay. Those nerve endings back there are sensitive and they feel good when you have an orgasm. Hell my ass tingles too when I come. I touch back there too sometimes when I get off alone, and I used to think I was the dirtiest person in the world. But I was worse off than you, I'd cry and ask god for forgiveness for doing dirty things. At least you didn't feel like you had to do that, because of how you were raised, like I did. I want us to heal each other, to know that, things that were scary or embarrassing before about sex, but that make us feel sexual pleasure, we don't need to hide any of those feelings," murmured Lynne.
"I think you're so right darlin', and I think you were right to have this conversation with me on the honeymoon, and I am glad that you will let me say I'm really, really sorry sweetness, and forgive me, thank you for forgiving me," murmured Leif kissing Lynne's mouth softly.
"I'm sorry too baby," murmured Lynne, pulling his mouth close to her own by his dreadlocks, entreating him in a kiss.
The kiss was hot, sweet, slow, and yielding. It was a makeup kiss, and Lynne perched in his lap, teasing him with her moist bathing suit crotch. His fingers tangled in her hair, near the crown, angling her mouth backwards. He wanted more of her kiss, deeper, tracing her tongue with his own, until Lynne was struggling for breath.
His hands went possessively under her dress, palming and fondling her ass while she squirmed with delight as his hot fingers branded her ass cheeks with pleasure.
He gently released her lips, sucking her top and bottom lip and then her chin dimple as though she was made of candy.
"Not as sorry as I am princess. I want to be gentle to you like always. I want to be kind and teach you, and I swear to you honey, the next time you try to teach me something, I will never push you away again," he added kissing her forehead.
"Okay. I want to follow wherever you lead," murmured Lynne.
"Is your suit on under here lovely? Let's take off your lovely dress so I can teach you more about swimming," murmured Leif lovingly.
She loved to let him teach her again, give him the opportunity to be tender again, she knew it was because he was riddled with guilt for being a bit too harsh, and she felt glad to be reveling in their special bond again. She lifted her arms for him, and he lifted the floral print dress off her hips, kissing her thighs, and then up her belly as she stood before him.
Lynne was wearing the cutest gingham bikini, with a scalloped lace waistband. Her top was in the same red and white gingham with lacy embroidery over the cups.
When he saw her, Leif's eyes grew wide. Even though he'd seen her naked many times, he always acted like a fascinated little boy when she chose something new to wrap her body up in, sleepwear, or bikini, and it made her feel positively beautiful.
She chuckled.
"What, you look beautiful. Every time I see you I go, fuck, I'm glad I scooped her ass up before someone else did," said Leif.
He helped fold her dress up and sat it on their beach blanket, and took her hand to lead her towards the water.
***
Leif knew he was a good swimmer and he'd cut through the water like a fish a few times to inspire the admiration of his wife, and his chest jutted out when she joked about him missing his calling for the Olympics.
But it was Lynne that he was in the water for, to help his baby get confident in her swimming, and he took her hand, led her into some water that was just up to her chest. Shallow. She'd told him that she didn't him bored, and he could be in the deep part of the ocean while she watched him from the shallow part.
"No, when we took our vows baby, I meant I'd stick with you darling. So when you are ready to go into the deep end when we swim together, is when I'll go little darlin' until then, there's plenty of fun for me swimming in the shallow end with my baby girl," he added.
He tweaked her nose with gentle fingers.
The way she beamed at him made him feel a little choked up. Leif could give two damns now about anything else in this world, he just knew that, he'd stay swimming in the shallow end for the rest of his days just to be next to his beautiful wife, and for her to know she was cared for by him, and loved. Wouldn't leave his baby for a second until she wanted to go into the deeper end with him, just like he'd waited at her pace for love making, and fucking. He'd really fucked up by being so harsh with her earlier, he saw this chance to teach her and be kind to her as a way to show her how much he cared, how gentle he could be, and work his way deeper into her heart than he was before their little spat.
"I got used to being left behind. So wonderful to be a part of something. I want to be brave soon so we can have fun together," said Lynne sweetly.
He grinned at her warmly.
Lynne was actually a good swimmer, she had good form, but he supposed her being abandoned in the deep end when she was trying to learn, and later he found out one of the overweight kids in the vacation bible school was not a good swimmer and latched onto her when they were nervous in the water, as small as she was, dragging her down deep into the water, as she struggled against drowning, he clearly understood her dislike of the deep end after hearing those two stories!
That fear came out in drips and drabs while he patiently listened as they swam side by side, like one bigger fish leading a smaller one. It was akin to the way the old hurts and pains manifested themselves in other areas of her life, through gentle conversations and bonding with him. And the best part was when he could cover over and soothe what used to be gaping holes with the medicine of his love.
He saw this as one such opportunity.
"Let's go a little deeper, shall we?" said Leif, right by her side.
Lynne swam while he floated beside her.
Because he was taller than her, he had footing on the ground, but Lynne would not if she stopped swimming to try to touch the ground.
When it became apparent to Lynne that if she put her feet down in the water, she wouldn't be able to touch the murky bottom of the cool Pacific ocean, she looked panicked.
"No, no, I don't want to, let's stay right here," said Lynne and she actually showed him how she knew how to do the backstroke.
Leif would have chuckled it was so funny and adorable but he wanted her to feel safe.
"I won't ever let you go until you are ready," he added gently swatting at her ass.
Leif braced her gently with his palm under her perfect stomach as she swam along beside him while he treaded water.
"Yeah, that's a good wifey. See. You can do it lovely. Let's swim side by side. If you need me, you just call out and I'll grab you okay," he added gently.
Lynne looked at him, with fear in her eyes, but also with love. It was the same way she'd looked when he'd made love to her that very first time after he'd given her the engagement ring.
"Leify I trust you baby," said Lynne softly.
And with no further words, she swam right beside him into very deep parts of the ocean. He made sure that she could reach out and touch him if she was afraid. And soon Lynne was chuckling.
"I did it, I'm in the deep end!"
She'd been in the deep end for a while, she was very deep in the ocean now, she just hadn't known it because he'd coached her so well and given her such support so she didn't feel alone and afraid. He prayed he could continue to do this for his young wife in their life as well.
"I always knew you had it in you all along baby," said Leif.
Lynne grinned at him, turned around and started swimming toward the shallow water.
He was pleased that she was making the return trip to the shallow end on her own, but he was also a little bit sad, because he'd wanted her to want to explore more in the higher water.
He supposed that she felt like trying for a while was enough for today, and wanted to just savor successful swimming in the deepest parts of the ocean, and go back to light hearted enjoyment in the shallow end without any fear. He understood that.
But soon she was chuckling. She stood up in the water, about up to her waist, and murmured,
"Leify get over here," waving her arms all around, her wet tits bouncing in that cute bikini top. He felt his nature start to rise a little bit in the cold water.
"Why are you back in the shallow shit," asked Leif.
"Come on, come on, I want to ask you something," said Lynne.
Clearly she was up to something. When he got closer to her in the ocean, she took off her top. It was private in the nook that they had in front of the beach, no one else was around. Lynne walked out of the water, and placed her bikini top in their things on their beach blanket, then swam back in the water towards him, topless.
Leif quickly swam towards her, he was only a man after all, and the woman that he loved was topless in the water, her breasts buoyant, and he wanted to play with her immensely, while at the same time chuckling at his mischievous wife, toying with skinny dipping.
"What are you up to beautiful," murmured Leif trying to chase his sexy new wife in the water, before swimming side by side with her again.
"Did you ever go skinny dipping?" asked Lynne.
"Never. I guess I was waiting for my honeymoon, for my fast ass little wife to suggest it, for my first time," said Leif playfully.
Lynne giggled with delight, and he saw her reach under the water, produce her bikini bottoms, which she quickly threw in his face.
Leif grunted and inhaled the sweet juices on the bottoms, where they'd absorbed the musk of her pussy, and it was diluted by the ocean water, intoxicating and making him want more, he licked the gusset, disappointed that he tasted the salt water on her panties, and barely any of Lynne's intoxicating flavor.
Leif quickly swam out of the water, with her bikini bottoms in his hands, and placed them on the beach, along with her discarded top, and the rest of their things, before quickly discarding his blue beach swim trunks and running naked toward the ocean again, his bobbing erection as he darted fast towards the water to meet her again must have created quite an amusing visual for Lynne who chuckled with deep belly laughter which caused that sweet little snort that she made.
Her snorting chuckle did little to calm the fire in his loins, nor did the cool ocean current surrounding his body do anything to calm down his desire for her.
She playfully swam away from him being able to catch her in the water. He looked into her big brown eyes, and she was full of delight, intoxicated with skinny dipping for the first time with her husband, and being silly.
As she kept swimming he saw her darting towards the deep end, and his instinct went up to let her know she was traveling into deeper waters than she could stand up in, without his protection, but he realized it when she whooped-
"You'll never catch me," with her sweet giggles and snorts.
That his Lynne was no longer afraid of being in water where her feet couldn't touch the ground. She had conquered her fear of the deep end. What a marvelous thing for her to experience for the first time on their honeymoon, two fears conquered, fear of rough sex and the fear of high water. His heart felt like it would burst. He knew he had is own fears to conquer with her too, despite being a manly guy.
He could catch her, and he would, but his heart felt so tender with emotion for her right now. He had no right to hurt his feisty little creature. Life was an adventure for her, she was exploring with him, and most of the time, she felt very safe, except when he'd felt insecure about his anus and turned on her.
"I can always catch you when you need me to baby doll," said Leif.
His voice was husky and he was so glad that Lynne couldn't see him in the water. He shed a tear. That's when he knew he loved her as much as he promised in his vows. When knowing that he'd caused her, even a bit of brief, but very true pain early this morning with his words moved him to tears.
The cool water felt amazing on his naked cock, ass and balls, and he swam towards her, wanting to make things right with his baby, make up to her with words and his body.
He quickly darted towards her tiny figure, and she was in a part of the ocean that was too deep for her to stand with her head above water, but not too deep for him.
He grabbed her gently around her waist.
"You trust me baby?" asked Leif.
"Of course I do, you're my man. And you gave me the confidence to go back in the deep end," said Lynne beaming.
"I'm glad. I'm sorry I ever hurt you, being mean to you this morning, I was being an ass," said Leif gripping her around the waist tighter, and turning her towards him.
Lynne floated on her back, his hand supporting her underneath.
"I know you didn't mean to. We all make mistakes sometimes. We will hurt each other again without meaning to. But you didn't mean to and you apologized, that's all that matters," said Lynne.
"I'm not finished apologizing, come to me baby," murmured Leif huskily, guiding her to his embrace in the water.
It took a lot of trust for her to stand in the water, because she couldn't really stand, she was too short, she'd had to wrap her arms around his neck, and her long tan legs delightfully around his waist.
The feeling of her clinging to him with her arms and legs was delightful, and he sought her wet mouth, and the taste of her kisses hot and sweet, like Lynne and laced with the salt of the ocean water around him.
He grunted with pleasure into her mouth.
"Oh Leify I missed you so much," she whimpered, and he could feel her fingernails in his shoulder blades.
He'd been with her the whole time but he knew what she meant, deep, physical closeness. She missed the heat of their special sexual bond, and knowing that he had patience and love for her.
"Me too, let me show you how much baby," he grunted into her mouth, tangling his fingers into her poofy little curls, forcing her head backwards, so he could take in more of her lovely sweet kisses.
Her mouth was wide open, and Leif groaned, savagely entering her mouth with his own tongue. He loved the surprised, rigid feeling of her tongue, then his cock ached further in the water when she relaxed her mouth to give him full access.
He moaned into her mouth, squeezed her tight around her waist with one of his arms in the water, and then, her naked body felt so good, he couldn't decide which treat to explore with his other hand, lovingly brushing the small of her back, reveling in the pear shaped contours of her lovely physique before reaching out, with a loving hand, and cupping her full, round bottom in the water, ticking her crack with his thumb, while she squirmed all around and whimpered in delight, and soon, he'd lifted Lynne's body up higher in the water, so he could enjoy her more, especially her small perky breasts with their thick, juicy, deep brown nipples. He pulled at each with a loving mouth, suckling them, then gently grazing them with his teeth under the high noon sun as Lynne threw her head back in ecstasy.
So far, Leif was doing all the exploring during this makeup encounter, but soon, he felt Lynne's fingers clawing into his back, and she started kissing and suckling his neck, and doing an exploration of her own, he felt her, with her arms solidly around his neck, start to play with his cock and balls with her dainty, feminine foot in the water.
