Lynn and Leif Forevermore Ch. 68

He looked at Lynne and chuckled. She was so thirsty and impetuous and free with her drinking of the water, her mouth had a damp outline in the corner. She was so fucking sexy without even trying to be. He loved when the corner of her mouth was lined with his come. But even more, he just loved Lynne, and how cute she was.

He got a husky chuckle and kissed the corner of her mouth that was wet.

"What I was thirsty," giggled Lynne backing away.

He held her close, and her stomach growled.

"Sounds like you are hungry too. Let's take you some place special. Anywhere that my lovely woman wants. I think you should be rewarded for sharing your inner freak with me so freely," he added playfully.

"I don't want to go out today. I like going out but...I only get one honeymoon. We've gone out a lot the past few days. I want to have you all to myself," said Lynne with playful possessiveness.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and slung her legs around his waist like he was a teddy bear.

"I love that you want to have me to yourself. It's incredibly sweet. But you'll always have me to yourself. Besides, what'll you eat, your stomach is still growling," chuckled Leif.

It was growling, loud and proud because she'd moved like a horny little banshee in the sex swing, and indeed he'd tested the acrobatic limits of her body by staving off her orgasm until she couldn't stand it!

"Pizza. There's always somewhere that will deliver, even to a beautiful, remote place like this," murmured Lynne.

She hopped off from the counter, and sprinted out of the kitchen.

He knew already she was running so quick because her bladder was full, those two tall glasses of ice water, with lemon, and all that glorious sex hadn't helped any. Still her impulsiveness was adorable and made him chuckle.

It was so simple to make Lynne happy. Pizza. Delivery Pizza. A woman like her deserved a fancy restaurant on a honeymoon, and he was going to take her someplace very nice. Maybe tomorrow.

In the meantime, he looked for his phone to order the pizza.

He remembered he left it out in the living room, but Lynne's phone was right on the kitchen counter, where she must have left it before she changed into her cute little kitten panties.

He picked up Lynne's phone to search for a nearby pizza place and call in an order, but he was shocked when the phone rang, and showed the words Mom, along with an old picture of her mother.

Shit! He should have known it wouldn't be that simple. Here they were having honeymoon bliss, and the last thing he wanted was her nagging, religious nutty freak parents worrying Lynne and dragging her down, when he was supposed to be instructing her about, not just sexual love, or even romantic love, but the tender bond between family, to set a good foundation for the two of them to have their own babies.

He'd be damned if a family who wouldn't buy her a nightlight, forced her to religious recruit on a street corner, and deprived her of Saturday cartoons would worry her now as a grown woman. Hell no.

Why didn't Lynne just delete her mother's number, and tell her to go to hell?

Leif decided what he was going to do, right then and there!

He hit the decline button.

Predictably, the call went to voicemail.

Whatever it was, he didn't want it spoiling the honeymoon for his bride. He deleted the voicemail.

Lynne reappeared in the kitchen, and he looked so guilty he supposed she asked.

"What are you doing on my phone, I already sent you all the naughty pictures I took of myself, there aren't any more naked pictures to find, until we take more, " said Lynne with a playful accusatory tone.

"Oh, nothing babe, just...my phone is in the other room, and I wanted to get on ordering us this pizza," said Leif.

"Oh okay," said Lynne.

"You know what else would be fun, would be a game of strip poker," said Leif with a wry smile.

"I've never played poker before," said Lynne.

"I know, that's why I think it will be so fun," said Leif.

"Shit, you just want me naked while you laugh at me and stay fully clothed," said Lynne.

"Hmm, I can't think of anything better than you fully naked in front of me, and you love me so much, and you're so hot for me baby, no need for me to trick your ass with poker, huh, you're naked right now, you love being ass bare naked for your man, because you think I'm gonna get after you and fuck you good. Being naked around me is what you always do anyway, so it doesn't matter that you don't know how to play poker, and you'll fuck it up and be naked after one hand," teased Leif.

Lynne stuck her cute pink tongue out at him, and all this did was inflame him. He leaned forward and swiped it with his own large tongue.

"You put that back in your mouth little mama, or I'll give you something to do with it," murmured Leif.

"Oh like what, big husband, you didn't come in both my holes, like you promised me. You only came in my pussy, not in my mouth. Besides, I don't mind anything you give my tongue to do,' moaned Lynne licking in the cleft between his chest.

Leif chuckled.

"Sweet little freak. I love you so much baby," he murmured dotingly, kissing her forehead.

Lynne stood on his feet and he hurried up and pressed back on the previous screen, wiping out evidence that he'd deleted her mother's phone call.

He didn't want her mother bothering her on this day, or any other day, but especially not on their damn honeymoon. He quickly started searching for a pizza place.

Lynne snuggled under his chest, standing on his feet. It was delightful to him, that she thrived in his affection and attention so much! He smelled and kissed the crown of her hair, damp from sweating. She could always cuddle him and share his doting admiration and loving affection for her. He'd never turn his sweet baby away. Even more reason he felt justified in deleting her mom's phone call. Every interaction Lynne had with her mother, ended up hurting her.

He wanted her to have some interactions that brought her sheer pleasure. Like the bonding he was doing with her right now.

Lynne was still ass bare naked, in his arms. He was naked too, but he loved her sense of comfort and security being totally nude with him, and knowing he'd do her no harm, only give her joy and pleasure. She was a woman who'd been raped before, so her comfortableness with being naked with him gave him such a warm glow inside. While he certainly didn't always see the pain of her past when he gazed at her lovingly, it was always there, brewing beneath the surface, and his heart swelled up into a slight knot. He wanted to protect her.

It might be wrong, but he wanted to protect her from any pain that might come her way because he knew no one had ever given a shit about protecting this sweet, beautiful, lovely little naked woman he was holding right now. And god damn it, he felt he knew her mother, and he knew, that any call her mother, Gladys was placing would not be good.

Somewhere, somehow it would be causing her pain. Or shame. At the very least guilt. No. Fuck no. These two weeks on their honeymoon at least, were for Lynne's pleasure.

He had to figure out a way to block those stupid calls. The hell with her mother. She should sit down with Lynne when they returned home and have a real, genuine conversation. And it needed to start with an apology. Somehow, he knew that a conversation with her mother would not be starting with a fucking apology. And even if it did, so what, even an apology could wait until he'd nourished Lynne with love, fed her with kindness, and fucked his baby girl silly with pleasure!

He willed the phone not to ring while Lynne was standing expectantly on his feet, looking at him with puppy dog eyes, trying to get his attention, and reading the screen of her phone to select her favorite pizza place.

She was peering at everything, it was her phone after all.

"I want that place," said Lynne.

He'd figured she'd want to try that place, the website looked like a hole in the wall pizza place that knew what they were doing. Right up her alley, just like the places she liked to get pies, back at home in NYC.

"What do you want baby?" asked Leif.

She pointed, he was not surprised to a plain cheese pizza and garlic sticks.

She was so fucking cute, she loved spicy foods, and exotic food, but with pizza and burgers, she didn't like a lot of strange additions. She'd frown up her nose like a little kid and pick off the extras. And she really hated mushrooms!

"Put all the yucky mushrooms and shit on your side," said Lynne.

Leif chuckled.

When they ordered as a couple he got one side with almost every topping, and another side, just plain, cheese. He teased her and called it the bland, kiddie side. But he loved how adorable she was with her finicky ways for pizza toppings.

When he called he discovered that he couldn't get it with different toppings on each side, so he just ordered one large cheese pizza.

"I can pick off what I don't want! Get the things you like!" she protested loudly in the background.

"Shhh...let me finish ordering," he murmured his finger on her mouth, shushing her.

It would take about an hour to get their pizza, because they were busy.

It left Leif rolling his eyes, but then in this small community there probably were not many other pizza places.

She actually looked disappointed that he wasn't getting what he wanted. She was so sweet. Put his needs first in almost everything.

He lovingly swatted her bottom.

"It's okay princess. Really. You've been picking off toppings your whole life, huh? Not ever getting just what you wanted. This week, and for the rest of our lives, when I can, you are going to get what you want little lady, even if it means sometimes that I don't get what I want. What's a pizza topping, huh? It's something really small darlin'. Something so fucking small. But you're gonna be happy eating plain cheese, and seeing your mouth stuffed with it, and you nibbling happy is going to make me happier than all the toppings they could give me, do you understand?" he asked lovingly.

Lynne looked at him for a little while, as though it was all still registering that yes, he was going to spoil her, and it was okay to enjoy the feeling of being catered to by her man.

She squeezed him and chuckled with sheer happiness.

"Thank you Leify. I'm gonna go put on some clothes in case the delivery guy comes," said Leif.

"Don't put on too much baby! Just only enough I guess to cover up your private bits!" he instructed.

The less she wore the better. He planned on snuggling her under a blanket anyway.

He locked Lynne's phone and was relieved when it didn't light up with her mother's number.

Hopefully the old bag, Gladys, got the message that Lynne didn't want to talk to her, and her fucking parents would stop bothering them, at least for the honeymoon. He'd been so caught up in the sexual bliss and heat and tenderness with his Lynney he forgot that they still had to go back to New York and face all the annoying parts of their life. More than anything what he wanted for Lynne was peace, and happiness, and he could already see that her parents were so selfish, they'd do anything to try to take her peace away, because they saw her as nothing more than a puppet. An extension of themselves.

But he saw Lynne as so much more. His lover, his companion, and his soulmate! He returned to the living room. They were so high on sex he forgot that they had the sex swing all hung up.

The pizza boy would be getting an eyeful, thinking they were big ass freaks. He was proud but he knew Lynne would be embarrassed, so even though he thought they'd play with the swing later, he took it down.

They could hang it again.

He folded it up, and put it back in its box, along with the hand restraints and the rope on the ceiling.

He placed it with their things.

Then, he saw her discarded little kitten panties. And he couldn't help himself! He felt like a wolf, but he had to smell, what he already knew was smelled so fucking sweet! His woman, his baby, and her unique smell.

He lay naked on the floor, and put the panties over his face like a gas mask. No need feeling ashamed and hiding his feelings about liking to smell her undergarments. His little Lynne had more than shown him that this was okay with her before they were married.

His woman had a sixth sense about her. He had the panties draped over his face and nose like they were the most fragrant gas mask he'd ever worn, like a beard over his mouth and nose, and Lynne strolled in wearing a cute little house robe. It was short and satiny, and very sheer. No doubt it was more of the goodies she'd gotten during the bridal shower.

He was thankful to those women.

"Hey baby...did you send out the cards for your bridal shower gifts yet?" asked Leif.

"Not yet! There hasn't been any time, the bridal shower was the same week we were married. I figured I'd send them out in the same batch I send out the wedding thank yous," said Lynne.

"Aw hell, I was just asking Lynney because I want to thank them myself. First for that cute little robe, and those nasty little pasty things you pasted on your tits that put anything Rihanna has ever worn to shame, and now I want to thank them for this iridescent little robe, which shows everything underneath, which treats me to cute blue panties and a bra. My favorite color and shit! So damn lucky," murmured Leif.

His cock had already started standing up with appreciation for her heavenly, feminine aromas, and now it started standing up at more attention looking at her perfect body and all the yummy, see through material.

"You are such a damn dog, and I love you so much for it! I swear to you baby, that you make me feel like the most beautiful, and feminine creature, on the entire planet. Looks like you are getting a good sniff too. Would you like your good girl to sit on your face like a nice wifey, so you can get an even better sniff?" asked Lynne saucily.

She cocked her eyebrow and put her foot right in the middle of his chest.

Leif chuckled.

"If you sit on my face little mama, you might miss the delivery pizza man. And you don't want to miss that shit, your stomach is growling enough to start it's own single on iTunes," teased Leif.

Lynne playfully pushed her foot into his chest causing Leif to groan.

Her playful feistiness and physical play made his erection stand up even more at attention.

"I think it's time for us to make our cock mold. We may as well put your erection to good use, and make my toy," said Lynne, grinning at Leif with playful wickedness.

He still had her toys spread out in the floor, which were the last things he meant to pick up before the pizza boy got there, and Lynne started giggling with wickedness in her voice.

"Such a naughty wife, you love playing with cock," said Leif.

Lynne looked at him with a playful withering glance.

"I only like playing with one cock baby, yours. That's why I can't wait to make a sex toy out of your flesh and blood cock. Hmm...what naughty trouble might I get into when I dream about your cock, and you are away from me sometimes during the day. If you are good enough, I might even take a picture so you can see what fun I'm having. Maybe you'll discipline me like you just did in the chair if I'm a naughty girl and come on the fake cock. And the fake cock will only make me hornier for the real one, right," murmured Lynne.

She sat on his chest, her ass in his face, opening up the package that contained the cock mold.

The blue speech made Leif's erection so hard it strained against his chest.

He ached to be inside her as he felt her steamy juicy wetness glistening on his chest. Talking dirty to him had made her horny too.

"Mmm, I need to play with my own toys, grunted Leif, lightly tracing her anus with a finger.

Lynne got that squeal and giggle that made him his aching cock throb into a diamond hard erection. His dick felt hard enough to shatter glass.

"Keep talking, and I'm going to plow right into your tight, wet pussy until I come. Your raunchy little promises are turning me on, and I'm gonna discipline you and fuck you until your kitty comes all over my cock, and I'm gonna go deep and hard until you squeal my name so loud that pizza guy will hear you all the way back and the pizza shop," said Leif playfully.

Lynne giggled.

"You are not gonna do shit right now though, because we need to keep your hard on for the cock mold, for my sex toy," said Lynne.

Leif chuckled.

"You are the dirtiest, kinkiest little thing, and I love you endlessly. What am I gonna do with you with a real life mold of my cock. You'll never give that tight pussy a rest now," said Leif with an indulgent chuckle.

Her feet were so cute, toes all curled up. Reminded him of how her toes curled during sex when it was good to her.

He kissed the arch of her foot and then lovingly rubbed her crinkled toes.

He couldn't tire of her if he looked at her every second.

Lynne giggled. His touching of her toes tickled her sensitive feet.

"Stop it! Get off of me Leify or you'll make me ruin the mold!" said Lynne with all the adorable poutiness of a little girl, and the sass of a grown ass woman.

That was what intoxicated him so much about his damn wife!

Lynne was giggling as she read the package insert. She abruptly sprang off of his lap, taking her warm pussy heat with her.

"It says you need to stand up Leify, so your cock is away from your body," murmured Lynne.

"Makes sense," said Leif.

He stood up naked as a jaybird, but he still clutched her fragrant panties.

"I need to keep smelling them. They make me hard," he added blushing like a bashful little boy.

"I told you before, you can smell them as much as you want darlin'," said Lynne lovingly.

This time it was she who stroked his chest and reassuringly patted his dreadlocks.

She took out a plastic mold.

"I hope this mold is big enough for your huge cock," said Lynne.

Wow! If she didn't know how to get inside of a man's head and say all the things that he wanted to hear.

He got a big grin on his face. She made him feel so good with how loving and worshipful she was when she talked about his member. He could never have imagined anything in the world as sweet as Lynne, even when he first lay eyes on her.

He proudly thrusted his cock into the mold. Soon though, Lynne took out the molding and he felt cold goop covering his cock. It felt uncomfortable and he feared loosing his erection, when Lynne leaned up and pushed her panties firmly under his nose.

"Keep sniffing. You gotta stay hard," she added playfully pinching his ass.

She poured more goo in the mold and when she was satisfied that she'd encased his penis in enough gunk to get the general shape of it, she stood apart from him, and opened her robe.

She playfully wiggled her titties and he definitely felt his cock start to rise further into the cold substance, and the man in him started to move forward.

"No, no, don't! You gotta be still, that fucking mold cost fifty dollars, you don't want to waist it," giggled Lynne.

"You're right. I can fuck you later. But you better not get me all turned on and then waste your orgasm with the mold of me. You better be sitting in my real lap when this is through," said Leif playfully.

Lynne chuckled.

"Oh, I will sit on your cock at first because it's going to take two days for the cock mold to cure, and then I can put in that little vibrator. But after that, all bets are off," said Lynne.

Leif knew she was being feisty and he chuckled.

"Leify you know I have more fun playing with you than I have playing with any toys. But thank you though for letting us play with some fun sex toys and test my limits with being submissive. The kinky shit makes me feel close to you," murmured Lynne with tears in her eyes.