Lynn and Leif Forevermore Ch. 30

She grinned at him and nibbled the cone. Watching those pouty lips nibbling and chewing slowly at the cone drove him insane.

"You're such a slow eater Lynne," groaned Leif, taking the cone from her and devouring it in a few greedy chews.

"That's the last time I share my cone with you, you bum, eating the good parts so fast!" she cried playfully.

Leif pushed her up against the steering wheel, and silenced her by kissing her roughly, aggressively, her mouth still filled with the cool, sweet ice-cream.

She whimpered into his mouth, and he felt her knees pressing close to his hips, squirming on his lap.

The kissing felt so good to her that she squirmed. She leaned close to him, gripped his dreadlocks, pulled him into that sweet spot between her neck, and her ear that she loved to have kissed.

"Baby," panted Lynne softly.

Leif couldn't answer her, he was too engrossed and how soft and lovely her neck felt, and she was damn wrong about that scarf, because he'd never felt anything as soft as she was, and lovely, and he wanted to touch her even more, slid his hands gently under her shirt.

His hands were cold from the ice cream he was sure, but she shivered, then groaned with pleasure as his husky fingers gently traced up under her shirt, her soft left breast nipple sprang alive in his hands.

"Please baby," murmured Lynne as he was pulling his lips.

She wanted him so much, he felt her rubbing her pussy up to his stomach through her shorts while they were kissing.

He cupped her ass.

"What do you want Lynney? Just ask. It's your date day, and so you can have whatever you want," asked Leif, his eyes veiled with lust.

"Baby I want your dick!" moaned Lynne.

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God he was awakening the pleasure and lust deep within her. She'd never felt a sensation so strong that she wanted him inside her with minimal foreplay. He hadn't even touched her yet and she was aching to feel his thick throbbing hardness. The sweetness in the way he courted her, and the sexy play, the sensual teasing with the ice-cream and the scarf, made her feel like a bold and sexy woman.

She reached down and unbuttoned his cargo shorts. Leif's beautiful pink cock was already hard and she lifted him out of the boxer shorts, thankful that there was a fly hole, and she could pull his thick meaty dick out.

Damn she loved him so much and she wanted to suck his cock as an appetizer but there was no way to do that the way he had her jammed up against the steering wheel.

After she lifted his cock out, she stared at it a little bit.

"I love it so much," she moaned gently gripping it.

Then she twisted around in his lap so that she was sitting on his lap in a direction where she could peel her own shorts off, and then her soaking wet panties.

"Lynne, baby," he moaned softly. She threw her shorts and wet panties right on the passenger's seat beside him. He looked at the panties longingly.

She felt like Leif's dirty little woman, wearing only a linen shirt, her pussy dripping wet, pulled over on the side of a public road, eating ice cream and brazenly ready for some good loving.

Leif played with her clit so tenderly as she splayed her legs and sat in his lap. She nibbled her lips to keep from screaming out loudly.

She arched her hips and took his dick deeply into her pussy. She sat down on his dick slowly, but deep, and the way she shimmed her hips elicited a sharp groan from Leif.

Great god his thick meatiness felt so good within her, his engorged shaft resting against the secret spot inside of her. She leaned forward, groaning with pleasure at the sensations filling her up.

It was so good to her and she didn't even need foreplay! She'd always been nervous about the idea of things going straight into sex, the idea of it had made her queasy before, but she should have known better, it was Leif, and her body always felt amazing when they shared their love and pleasure.

The pleasure was sweet, hot, and aching. She leaned forward and felt the delightful sensation of his blonde public hair tickling her clitoris.

Lynne started to cry. His dick, and those pubic hairs tickling her pussy felt so good she was teary eyed with pleasure and the tears came flooding down her cheeks.

Leif was nibbling his lip, and when he saw the tears he stroked her cheeks.

"You okay," he asked his voice husky with pleasure.

"Yeah it just feels so damn good!" she cried loudly.

"I love to make you feel good," cried Leif, and his hands planted on the small of her back, steadied her, and she started thrusting her hips towards him lustily as he wriggled his dick inside her in these impossibly erotic circles.

Her pussy was making so much hot, wet juice now and the ride just started to feel better and better, each time he retreated and pushed inside her again, her pussy felt slicker and hungrier, and ached more and more for the thick, delicious pressure he was delivering.

She loved his dick so much she squeezed her pussy muscles even tighter around him while she ached with pleasure. It was the squeeze, the squeeze and the heavenly friction of his cockhead buried deep in her pussy that sent the pleasure cascading through her pussy and even her lower stomach and her womb.

The release was intense.

"Shit, Leify, I love you!" she cried.

He buried his head in her neck.

"Mmm, love you too sweetness," he moaned, and he was kissing her neck and squeezing her breasts under her shirt, and then she felt all that warm sticky semen running inside of her, and she was glowing inside and grinning and blushing down at him, even with her face red, and flushed with sweat.

The come felt amazing inside of her, a hot, sweet, sticky treat, better than any damn ice cream. She worked her hips over him until she felt all the stringy, gooey globs had flowed out of his penis.

Until her Leif stopped groaning. And even then, she sat in the sticky mess that they made, loving the feeling of his dick growing soft in her. And could it be that, even with that hot pleasure and satisfaction, she wanted him again.

Loved to feel so special and belong to him so intimately. She was filled with pleasure when he pulled her head protectively into his chest. He cuddled her face into the space between his pectorals as they caught their shared breaths.

"Oh damn. That was fun. I can't wait until the next time you want to stop for ice cream sweetness. I can't imagine any flavor they have that would be better than that one," he added playfully.

Lynne chuckled into his chest.

Leif reached into the dashboard and got a napkin.

"Push out my come, and let me clean you up, or else it'll be running in your panties until you take a bath," he murmured softly.

Lynne blushed. She felt embarrassed to do that, squat and push the come into the napkin on his hand. Also, she liked having his come in her pussy. She loved feeling it run out of her pussy before he got a napkin and cleaned her off.

"Baby it's okay," murmured Lynne grabbing for the napkin.

"No, baby it's not okay, let me clean you up," he added gently grabbing her wrist.

"It's okay, I have a wet wipe in my purse, I'll go to the ladies room and clean up, later, at McDonald's or the gas station or something," said Lynne softly.

"No you won't...I...I've got a fetish with coming in your pussy because I've never done that with anyone except the woman who's gonna be my wife. And I want to see it dripping out of my pussy baby. I don't want to have to ask you again sweetheart. Don't be shy with me. Push it into the napkin," he groaned huskily.

She looked at him obediently. She felt shy, but she loved Leif, he was so good to her and she ached to please him.

She bared down her pussy muscles, and produced a thick pearly stream of his come. And once she realized what she was doing, releasing his come from her pussy for her husband to be's prurient viewing pleasure, she started to feel tingly and aroused again, wanting him even more.

"Yeah baby. That looks so lovely. Mmmm...I wish I could clean you up with my tongue. I would if it wasn't so cramped in here. But later. Later," he added gently kissing her forehead.

Then he used the edge of the napkin to gently tease her pussy and finish wiping it clean.

When he was through, Lynne looked at the come on the napkin she'd pushed out of her pussy. She knew it was filthy but she had a strong urge to eat that wad of their shared sex fluids. But she felt shy. Maybe later. What was her man doing to her? He'd turned her into the dirty, sexually aware creature she'd always dreamed of being, but it was all laced in love.

Leif balled up the cum laden napkin and stuck it in his cargo shorts.

"I love you," he murmured sweetly handing her the wet panties.

"I love you too Leify," she cried sweetly.

Lynne was embarrassed at how wet they are, and she grinned. He actually helped her get situated in her panties and shorts. Then he affectionately slapped her ass, and she crawled back over the gearshift and into the passenger's seat of the truck.

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