Lynn and Leif Forevermore Ch. 19

He parted her cute, plump little ass cheeks with his thumbs.

He spread her pretty little ass wide, marveling at the furrow within and the view of her perfect, tight little pussy from behind. Looked like a sweet little rose!

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Leif was so good and gentle to her. He'd cared for her so lovingly when she was sick. She'd never been treated with such tenderness before. He was very sensual but he was also tender. She loved him. She knew she had to get over this silly aversion that she had to sexual penetration. With Leif it would at least be pleasant and not horrible like it was with Martin. It was a way to make Leif feel good with her body and show him how much she loved him. Any enjoyment would be a cherry, but she needed to let go and share her body with him. And she needed to do it soon.

She'd enjoyed the sensation of him bathing her, his gentle, husky fingertips smoothing her all over from head to toe, and then kissing from head to toe.

Her body glowed with pleasure and she felt herself lubricating clear down her thighs. She thought he would tease her and lick her pussy from behind. He'd never licked it from behind and her mouth watered with longing to feel the pleasure of his hot and gentle tounge. The way he teased her and pleased her, she never imagined anyone would know how to make her feel so good, unleash her secret inner longings. Leif unleashed all her deep, forbidden desires. The things they did were sensual, nasty, and fun, and also loving.

She loved when her juices were all over his lips now, and he'd give her a wet kiss. She tasted her own pussy juices, his own sweet flavor, and his after-shave. It was so intoxicating, a lot of times he was all over her ears and neck and then she was pushing his head back down there again. He loved on her with his mouth like a hungry puppy and she was intoxicated with every second of it.

But, despite all this, Lynne was surprised when she felt him opening up her ass cheeks with his thumb. She felt naked, exposed, vulnerable, and adored. There would be no secrets at all between them now. She didn't know what he would do to her, but she felt the butterflies rise from the pit of her stomach. It felt a little bit different than she felt with him before. She felt like she wanted him to do, whatever he wanted to do to her. No restrictions. If he'd wanted to penetrate her right then, she would have bent over at his request and spread herself wide if he asked. And she'd never felt like that before.

He whispered, right between her cheeks

"How I love you Lynne. And all your secret, special private places. And there's no place more private, and more special than your cute little ass. And I wanna know all of you. Do you want me to know all of you to Lynn," he whispered.
Then, she felt his hot, wet tongue start licking between her cheeks.

It felt so good and nasty that she felt her knees go weak.

"God, that feels so good Leif! Oh it's so nasty sweetheart! Oh I love the things you do to me," she cried.

That the man, loved her so much, that he would love even the lowliest, dirtiest parts of her, was a sweet sensual metaphor that was not lost on Lynne. She just started to cry as he licked her in gentle circles over and over again, right over her anus.

She felt her knees buckling and he followed her as she squatted down in the tub. She was on all fours.

"I see that...you like it, and it feels good to you. So, you're my nasty little sweetheart too. It's our tender little secret. I love the view. You've got the cutest little anus," he teased, and he licked some of the lubrication that was dribbling down her thighs, drawing gentle circles around her little anal pucker with his finger.

He spread her vaginal lips and started licking, and swirling his tongue over where he should enter her.

The cry she made was an animalistic groan of unfettered pleasure that she didn't even recognize, and then he left her pussy and started licking over her anus again.

She felt so good all over her body, like she only needed a stiff breeze and she would come everywhere.

She also felt like, with him exposing her like that, she was bare, and there was nothing else that she could hide. So, with this knowledge, she reached between her legs and she started tracing herself in these wonderful circles, and bucking her hips.

"Yeah, baby, touch yourself good while I eat your cute little ass," he cried lovingly.

He seemed to like this, because he held her firmly around her waist, and ate her anus and her pussy from behind even nastier.

"Oh wait Leif, stop, stop, I want to feel you inside me, I can't stand it any longer!
she cried.

He released his grip on her body.

She was on her hands and knees.

"Let me help you up," he murmured softly.

He gave her his hand.

She took his hand, and stood, and buried herself in his arms, inhaling the sweet clean scent of him, feeling the heft of him even though he was slender.

He chuckled into her hair.

"Now...I'm the one who thinks we should wait," he said stroking her butt.

"Oh Leif I don't wanna wait anymore baby!" she exclaimed, pounding his chest gently with her fist in an act of desperation.

"Well...I think, I think we should try some other things first. You...how long has it been for you baby," he asked.

"It's been...a little more than a year," said Lynne softly.

"And you never....never liked sex at all, not even once," he confirmed.

"No, no I didn't...it always was painful. I hated it...hated that feeling...I didn't even like fingers actually. It always felt painful and sore, never pleasure....never the way you make me feel with your lips and your fingers, that's sheer pleasure. I never felt nothing like that before with penetration," she answered truthfully.

"That's because it hasn't been done to you right. It should feel so good Lynne. You'll like being filled when I do it to you baby. Come on, let's get in the bed. I want to show you how good things can feel inside you. I think you're ready now. I don't...I don't think you should go straight into trying to fit an eight inch cock in you, even if it is my loving cock. You're almost at the finish line little tortoise," he said.

They both chuckled at the shared humor when he said that he thought that they were moving so slow, in the beginning that it was like running the Olympics with a tortoise.

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He lay her carefully on the bed. He had the Lilac oil from the bath gift basket.

He sat the bottle of oil on the night table.

"In case you need a little lube to make it easier," he added.

He leaned down and kissed her lips. She tasted the flavor of her self on his lips, her own womanly flavor and the deep, secret flesh down lower. It was an erotic taste.

Since he'd been teasing her in the bathroom until she almost orgasmed, she had not expected that he would be going down on her again, but he went down on her again, licking and sucking her hungrily, until Lynne was straining and bucking on the mattress.

She knew she didn't need any lube, she was tingly and soaking wet everywhere. The things he did to her. The nasty, freaky, sensual, loving way that he explored her.

He started rubbing her near where he should enter her. These gentle, teasing erotic circles.

Lynne felt a familiar fear grip her stomach and climb up her throat. She'd always hated penetration, it always felt painful, and jabbed her, and seemed sore.

But she looked into his blue eyes. He was so tender, and patient. It was Leif. She'd been wanting to feel a part of him inside her so long, it had made her feel sick with need. Now he was going to offer that to her gently. And he didn't even want to go all the way yet. She was the one who suggested it they have sex.

She needed to relax.

It was almost as though he could hear her internal thoughts.

"Just relax. I know this never felt good for you before, but don't be scared sugar, I wouldn't ever hurt you sweetheart. If it's uncomfortable, just say so, and I'll stop. I won't be mad baby," he murmured gently.

His blue eyes were so sweet and gentle that stopping was the last thing she wanted now. He started placing all these sweet kisses on her vaginal lips like she was precious silk.

While he kissed around her clit, he gently started pressing his finger inside.

"Doesn't seem like you need lube baby. You're wet enough on your own sweetheart. Very nice," he added dotingly.

She could feel his blue eyes studying her to gauge her reaction.

She let out a loud, impulsive moan.

Then the cry

"I love the way it feels inside me,"

"Well good sweetness, I was just about to ask if it was comfortable...feeling good is better," he moaned between doting kisses of her pubic region.

He winded his finger inside her in gentle circles, in a come hither motion, pressing on this spongy spot inside of her. She never felt the sensation of having that spongy spot pressed on inside. She always avoided exploring herself internally after the painful experiences she'd had with her ex.

But the way Leif explored her internally was exquisitely pleasurable. Tears of ecstasy leaked from the corner of her eyelids.

Lynne felt so good she shivered. He started licking over her clitoris again and she felt a warm wave of an orgasm build deep within her. It was different than her other orgasms...it emerged from such a deep, satisfying place.

It felt so good she was shaking, crying, and rocking her hips when the orgasm hit her. And then, she felt wave, after wave, of pleasurable orgasms- multiples.

"Oh baby I love you so much! Oh I want you inside me Leif!" she cried as her orgasms finally subsided.

He grinned up at her, kissed a trail up her stomach, and fed her the sweet flavor of her juices.

He was hard as a rock. She could see it through his jeans. She thought for sure, tonight would be the night, and she'd feel his hardness in her, stretching her out lovely and full like his fingers. She never thought penetration would feel so good, as it felt with those gentle, husky fingers, teasing inside of her. Tickling inside of her. Thrusting gently. Her body was made to feel pleasure that way, when she was sufficiently aroused, with her patient and loving Leif. She could hardly fathom how something that could have felt so horrible before could give her the sweetest orgasms now. The pleasure she felt with him made her want to cleave to him even more emotionally.

Fulfilling, draining orgasms, that satisfied her even more completely in some ways than those luscious clitoral orgasms. That spongy spot in her was magical she wanted to feel Leif's hardness bumping up against it inside of her. And she wanted to give him pleasure with her body. The way he licked and sucked her body, she knew he was hungry for the pleasure only her pussy could give him.

So she was shocked when he said,

"That's that damn cough syrup and flu talking. Off to bed with you. Clean my fingers," he whispered lovingly as she sucked her own juices dry.

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