Lynn and Leif Forevermore Ch. 69

By way of answering her, he linked his fingers forcefully into her hair, inhaling the sweet taste of her breath, and the hot, moist feeling of her tongue. He grunted with pleasure as his own cock began to spring alive in his silk pajama pants against her own denim clad fly.

He wanted to dry hump her right in the chair, but at this point, having made love to his wife many times, he'd be embarrassed to lose it and come in his shorts. Still the effect she had on him was intoxicating. He smelled the sweet, citrusy sent of her hair, and the steamy feel of her breath close to his neck.

"I'm already enjoying this favor, and it's not even on the list," grunted Leif, as Lynne started to suck his Adams apple.

"But this one is on the list, Leify, baby," moaned Lynne roughly flinging open his pajama top, raking her fingers gently in his blonde chest hairs, and proceeding to tantalizingly suck each of his nipples with a firmness, and dexterity that made him moan.

Suck my nipples.

Leif had put nipple sucking on his list, because he enjoyed when Lynne would kiss them when they were intimate. She was good at it too!

Lovers prior to Lynne had never paid such lavish attention to his nipples, but Lynne sucked and pleasured his peach nipples with the same teasing adoration that he often showed to her much more prominent, cocoa nipples. His cock throbbed against her thigh. Leif moaned.

"My god sweetness, you may as well give up while you are ahead," he teased with husky flirtation, his hands stroking her tendril curls while she licked in the valley of his chest between his nipples.

"Well hell no Leify! I'm a lot more fun than the other girls you may have played strip poker with before. I'm going to make you work for your victory, fair and square, well, that is, if you still have it in you Leify, after I give you good loving for each of my bets, and then you can do whatever you want if you win, and you get to my ellipses," said Lynne playfully, biting his left nipple for emphasis.

He gripped her waist and grunted at how soft and tiny she was. He wanted to get to the Ellipses now. Boy did he have something naughty planned for those ellipses. Since she was showing such a profound sexual, and emotional trust, by allowing him to ask whatever favor he wanted of her, he was going to turn it into a favor for her to be rewarded by trusting him with indescribable pleasure, which required her complete submission!

He knew Lynne thrived on submission, trusting, and pleasure and that knowledge was not only the key to her heart, but it was intoxicating for him. He thrived on tenderly dominating her, providing her with guidance and instruction, and rewarding her. It made him feel manly. Sex with Lynne was the most emotionally and physically satisfying experience of his life. And the uniqueness of the roles that they played gave it just a bit of kinkiness that was the spice that he'd never felt with another woman. He was the protector and she was his naughty little princess, responding to his every beck and call!

He kissed her roughly and Lynne moaned into his mouth now, then breaking off the kiss and chuckling.

"There you go again, stealing more kisses, I'm going back over to the other side of the table, and give you a chance to win, fair and square. Deal the cards. And deal a better hand this time, or I'm going to think you are a lying ass cheat," murmured Lynne.

Leif chuckled hard, enjoying the view as she sat opposite him, his shirt open, her pink bra highlighting her firm, small perky breasts and eyed that delectable smooth beige skin all the way down to her delicate waistband, and shorts. Those shorts were so fucking cute, they were short, tight and feminine, and they had a little bow. Delicate, dainty, with a splash of sexy, just like Lynne.

And Leif wanted to get her out of those fucking shorts! He was also a fan of leggings, and couldn't wait to see what else she was wearing under that ensemble. He wondered what color her wet, steamy panties were. His groin throbbed.

It would be a long card game for him, indeed. He couldn't wait to see the garters and peek at her little panties and he already knew the crotch was sticky and filthy like he loved, he could feel it from how hot her pussy felt when she'd sat on his knee.

She looped her big toe behind his calf as he dealt the next hand.

"Hmm, all that cute, flirty, sexy stuff, you think Husband's gonna deal you a better hand wifey, think again," he snarled playfully.

He dealt her cards, dealt some in a pot on the table and selected his own cards. He had a flush, which hadn't happened for him in a long time. He felt fairly certain that Lynne didn't have anything better, so he put his money where his mouth was, and put up all but a few of his chips.

"You sure, sure you wanna do that handsome? I mean I am just learning and everything but I would hate for you to fuck it up so early," said Lynne with playful rue.

"Hell yeah I want to, you're bluffing and shit, let's see what you have little mama," said Leif, confidently throwing down his hand made of entirely spades.

"Damn nice, but mine is better, try that," said Lynne.

She threw down three queens and two jacks.

Then she looked at him innocently folding up her hands between her legs and looking at him with doll like eyes.

She even formed a little bit of a pout.

Leif rolled his eyes!

She played so innocent, but he knew her game.

She was a crafty little thing and it hadn't taken her long at all to learn how to best him at cards!

"Didn't you just teach me that was a full house Leify," said Lynne,

Her thumb on the pad of her lip as though she wasn't quite sure.

But he knew she knew what she was holding, and that it trumped his hand.

Rascal.

"Fuck you!" said Leif snatching up the cards again while Lynne raked in the chips.

"Oh I just might. That's somewhere on my list of favors, towards the end of the list," said Lynne playfully.

He looked at the first favor on Lynne's list of favors. He didn't want to spoil it for himself. If the list of favors was anything like his little Lynney, he expected them to start off tender, and get increasingly graphic as he went down the list. But he did not want to spoil the anticipation, even through the card game, getting a secret window into his little Lynney's heart. But he saw the first favor and it was so sweet and adorable his heart melted.

"Come sit in my lap for your favor," said Leif with a grin.

He loved the first item on her list, and it was difficult to tell who was winning with this game!

Kiss my ears and whisper sweet nothings.

Lynne walked around to his side of the table, and straddled him.

"I think your list is adorable so far sweetie. I've folded it in half and I'm saving it to learn about the favors you want for each hand I lose," he murmured in her ear.

He made sure to breath heavily in her ear, so she could feel the steam in his breath and traced her pouty mouth with a husky finger.

She whimpered and squirmed and his cock surged with desire for her, feeling the damp, heat of her denim shorts crotch on his knee.

"Do you know why I put that, that one on my list of favors when you lost a hand to me," she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

"No, I don't know why, but I'd like to know lovely. Love to know everything about you sweetness, love you so much," he purred in her ear between kisses and nibbles.

Her body was so soft, and he couldn't help squeezing her to him with firmness, as he enjoyed the sensation of her delicate wisp of an ear in between his own firm lips.

"Because...that first date, that we had, when I invited you over for the pizza. You whispered something in my ear, and that was the first time that I got all tingly with another person, and that my panties got soaked like that. I was mortified that some of my wetness would leak on my skirt, that peasant skirt that I wore and you'd see how wet I was," said Lynne sweetly, her voice barely above a whisper.

"I'm so honored that the first time you got all worked up and felt hot down there was with me. See even then your body loved me, and it didn't take long for you to let me in on those special feelings, even if you screamed them out during your pleasure. Never felt such intense feelings as my body as the way I felt when you first walked out on that stage. It was something different for me, each time I kiss you and touch you, the feelings that flow through me, I never thought I'd feel them in this lifetime. I'm lucky for you. And I love you very much baby girl," he murmured between kisses, nibbles and sucks of her ear.

"Oh Leify I love you too!" she whimpered.

He thought it was so fucking adorable that her first favor she'd asked for was whispering sweet nothings. This woman who loved for him to lick her naughty asshole, adored public sex and liked for him to stave off her orgasms until she couldn't stand it. He loved the reminders of her shy past with him, and he felt that was proof that her boldness with him, and the heat between them was entirely fueled by her love for him. She was a steamy little angel and he loved her again, and again.

She tangled her fingers eagerly in his dreadlocks, pulling his face towards her.

"Hey wait a minute there missy! Your favor says that you want me to nibble and kiss your ear. There's nothing on there about French kissing!" he said playfully as though he was a black jack dealer.

Lynne looked at him with a perplexed expression, and reached out to claw his dreadlocks and attempted to kiss him again.

"I said, there was nothing written in your favor about French kissing," he murmured hotly in her ear, mauling her delicate curve of her ear with gentle kisses and bites.

It really was all he could do to resist the lovely creature, and not give into his mouth melting into hers, but she had the upper hand right now, having won a hand, and he wanted to both playfully put her in her place, and throw her off balance, because she was becoming quite a good card player. He also thought that if they continued to keep kissing, they would not finish the game, they'd end up fucking on the table. That was the point, but he did want them to finish the game too soon! He wanted to continue to teach her how to play poker, and she wanted her to enjoy the feeling either of having gotten him stripped, or her being forced to strip.

"But I'm in your lap and you were kissing on my ear," she whined, pawing his chest.

When she whined and whimpered because she wanted him, the sound felt hard wired into the manly places of him that ached for her. There was something about her being squirmy and whining and knowing that he had the manly tools to calm and comfort her that made him feel so powerful and tender towards her, yet also playful.

"Well, you need to start writing your favors better, next time you need to put a comma beside it that says nibble ears, and French kiss," said Leif playfully.

"You stingy mother fucker. I kissed you when I was over on your lap the first time, when I lost. The favor that I wrote on the paper was sucking your nipples but I still kissed you several times, even though it wasn't on my sheet of paper," said Lynne looking at him with the most adorable puppy eyes.

"I know you did. You're so sweet and wholesome and tender. But I'm toughening you up so you'll be good when you play with someone else. Of course you won't play for sexual favors or stripping when we play with another couple but I have to toughen you up so you don't let other things slip by. For example, you're not going to leave extra money on the table if we play cards with Janelle and Matt are you?" asked Leif.

"Well no, but this isn't a business transaction, we are lovers playing strip poker. I feel connected to you and I want to kiss you!" said Lynne punching him square in his chest, and trying to lean over and kiss him hard in the mouth anyway.

He loved when they played these cat and mouse games! Playing cat and mouse games, Lynne wanting something and him playfully wrestling her, fighting with her, and blocking her access and the way she cooed, whimpered and squirmed made him want to yank up her shorts and fuck her until she moaned, putting an end to the teasing. But he liked to build anticipation for Lynney.

Tease her, play with her, get her riled up. It brought her joy to explore with him and play, and he knew it was great source of sensual, physical, and emotional pleasure. Very healthy for his young wife, so he continued the playful ruse, not allowing Lynne a kiss.

He chuckled hard and turned his head away, and stood up, lifting her in the air by her ass, so that he was much higher than her, and kissed her forehead.

He swatted her ass.

"Oh believe me baby, when you lose, you'll be able to feel connected to me kissing me, loving me, and fucking me all night long, with your little ellipses," said Leif with a playful chuckle.

Now he saw fire in his feisty bride's eyes.

She was playfully furious!

"So that's how you wanna fucking play the game, that's fine then. Deal," said Lynne.

She made a move to hold her shirt together.

"Actually lovely that stays open as per the rules, and it's probably about to come off, so enjoy the warmth while you still have your shirt on," he said playfully, stroking her knee under the table.

"Well you haven't won the right to touch my knee either, that's not on the cards either!" spat Lynne.

Never had he had so much fun before! She was such a smart ass and she always pulled his cards! This was living. Every experience he had with her was far more fun than anything he'd experienced before.

"Don't worry, when you lose, you'll still feel like you are winning. I love to eat your pussy baby, and a fucking session is not complete until I've buried my face down there until you squeal. I'll have plenty of time to grip your knees while I'm holding them apart. And I might be gripping you under your knees while you lay on your back for me, so I'm not too sore at you right now," said Leif.

"Keep talking and your ass will be right out here on this couch, sleeping the night, you won't be fucking anything but your hand. I'll be sure to put some lotion on the coffee table," snorted Lynne.

She had fire in her eyes shuffling her cards, so she must have had a good hand.

"Oh please, you might put me out here for about an hour, but your hot little ass will invite me back to the bed when you miss some of this good loving! Or if you hear more rumbles from earth settling in an earthquake. You'll be running out here, burying yourself in my chest, want to be cuddled, and once the cuddling warms you up, you'll be on your back with your knees in the air for me, groaning. Oh Leify, Oh Leify! " shouted Leif playfully, affecting her squealing voice with his cries.

She looked at him and started to pinch her lip together, to try to hold in her laugher, making her chin dimple jut out.

Damn he wanted to kiss her, and he hated the way he'd playfully fucked himself over by trying to tease her and ration the kiss out of her bet, because now he couldn't kiss her spontaneously even though he wanted to, she was so cute.

Then, despite her best efforts, she started to snort. And he'd gotten her. She was tickled! She giggled and giggled, and giggled snorting all the way!

Absent of kissing her, he did the only thing he could do. His voice got so husky and he murmured, sweetly.

"You've still got the cutest little laugh, in all the earth. Love so much when you snort," said Leif.

She blushed. He knew she was self-conscious about her adorable snort, but it was so precious to him. One of the first things he ever loved!

"Thank you Leify. Hmm...I'm going all in," murmured Lynne putting up all of her chips.

This time he figured she must have a damn good hand. He did not. He had a jack as a high card and nothing else that matched,"

"I'm gonna fold Lynney," said Leif.

She put down her cards. He didn't play poker often, but he'd played enough and he'd never seen a hand as good as what she had, straight flush of spades. Again, because he was intoxicated with his woman, and lived for the intimacy, love and sexuality that they shared, it was difficult to tell who was winning and who wasn't, even though technically he'd lost the hand.

"I wish I'd held you to the letter on some of those favors. I didn't know you'd be such a stingy ass, the man I married," huffed Lynne.

"Stingy only in cards. You mad because I didn't let you have your extra kiss. Well this is the second hand you've won, so maybe I'll throw it in now," said Leif.

"I don't want your kiss anymore, stingy," said Lynne playfully folding her arms across her chest.

"Wait a minute, put those arms down, the shirt stays open and you're lucky it doesn't come off," said Leif with a playful chuckle, getting ready to perform his favor for her.

Take off your shirt for me and strip tease! Flash me your pecks.

Lynne got to the heart of everything that he loved about being a man, and she made him feel like the most hunky, masculine guy in the world. Now he was the one trying to hold in a big grin pursing his lips together. He always wanted to feel like Magic Mike for his adorable Lynne and now he had the chance.

"Bet you've never seen a man in real life strip have you?" he asked playfully.

Lynne shook her head and looked at him with wide-eyed curiosity and wonder.

"Well neither have I little mama, so that makes two of us,"

Lynne chuckled again, hard.

"I'd hope not you fool," said Lynne still chuckling.

"I'm still gonna try to make it good for you baby," said Leif.

He pulled out her chair so that she was away from the table and he could stand in front of her. He swiveled his pelvis a little bit and licked his lips.

At first he thought he looked silly and felt self conscious, but hearing Lynne suck in a little bit of air, panting a little gave him the confidence to be bold.

He straddled her, careful not to sit down all the way, he knew he was much bigger than she was and he didn't want to crush her.

He gyrated a little bit, and watched Lynne's eyes grow hooded with desire, watching the line from his neck, to his chest, to his stomach that he was unfurling as he unbuttoned his shirt.

She let out an ever so slight, almost imperceptible whimper, and that made him begin to get an erection.

He gave his little Lynney a preview of what he wanted to do with that erection by gyrating close to her stomach.

"Umm...we can quit playing now, I don't care who wins or loses! I want to switch positions with you and sit in your lap and be your good girl! A good wifey!" whimpered Lynne.

He was flattered that his little strip tease unbuttoning his shirt, and a glance at the imprint of his growing erection had such a strong effect on his young wife, but he wanted to further build anticipation and teasing for her.

He chuckled.

"Still quite a bit of clothes to come off, and quite a bit of favors left for each of us to complete as the other loses," murmured Leif.

He tossed his hair over his shoulder, and threaded himself out of his shirt. Lynne almost looked like she'd need a napkin for her drool, and he'd never felt so stud-like in all his life.

"I want to win now! I beat you the last two hands," whimpered Lynne.

She squirmed and reached out to him with fawn like desire.

His cock throbbed.

"I'll let you win a little bit. You can kiss me as much as you want, and I'll even give you that kiss you wanted before, lovely!" added Leif.

Without warning he laced his hands in her ringlet curls, pulling her mouth eagerly into his own. He'd surprised her and it was so delicious feeling her mouth, still at first, thrum and start to grow alive into his own lips, her tiny tongue darting every where as she groaned with passion and clawed at his chest, and he pushed his erection up to her perfect tummy.