Dear Readers,
Thank you for continuing to love hearing about these two. I'm glad their romance inspires you to reflect on the sweetness of love, and that you also find their story to be arousing.
For those of you who found the last few parts of their tale tedious, why would you continue reading a story you found tedious? The stories on Literotica are free.
I felt as though the wedding was the big payoff for those who have stuck with this story from the beginning, and I would be doing the story's fans a disservice if I did not describe their long awaited wedding in vivid, realistic detail.
If that is not your cup of tea, there are plenty of stories you can read on Literotica.
To the faithful readers, enjoy this next part, hopefully you breathe a sigh of relief, I did :)
Mich80new
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Damn it, that sweet, sexy new wife of his just must have wanted him to get after her! How did she imagine he'd peel her out of her wedding dress and not want to ravage her?
"You want me to get after you don't you? You want your husband to pay attention to you, and please your sweet sexy body huh?"
Lynne looked at him coyly. He could read just by the little smirk on her face that she was up to something, wanted him to play with her and love on her a little bit.
"No, I do need someone to help unzip me and get me out of this thing," she murmured gesturing at her back.
"Well, you could have gotten Janelle or my mom to help you out of your lovely gown," he murmured.
He put his nose in her sweet, vanilla scented hair and his arms around her waist, tucking his manhood on the curve of her back. He felt himself swell again, even though his hard on had gone down from when she grinded her hot, achy little pussy all over his lap down in the kitchen. Craving for dick! His little wifey craved for his dick and that knowledge left him feeling powerful, and manly, like no other woman had made him feel before! She was just destined to be his angelic dirty little wifey!
Lynne felt and smelled heavenly.
He pushed her forward and she walked towards his old bedroom dresser while he planted his hands around her waist.
"Your mom and Janelle aren't here," she added grinning at him devilishly.
"That's right they aren't here...but you know that asking me, is teasing me, with what I want, more than anything. Lovely, you know, you know if I take this off of you, I'm gonna have to kiss your sweet skin," he murmured kissing the soft nape of her neck, being careful to avoid the bandage and the wasp sting.
"That's a shame. But I think I can manage," said Lynne, biting her lips with pleasure.
Leif guffawed at that.
She looked so beautiful, and perfect standing in her wedding gown, and he was acutely aware that after she took her dress off, this would be the last time he would see her in this gown, and their wedding would be essentially over.
"I'm so glad Janelle and I were able to convince you to wear white. You're a beautiful woman sweetheart, inside, and out, and your heart is pure with love for me. You're like a little angel. No matter what nasty things we do together, and what we get up to, even after I finally get my cock in your ass like you crave, you'll always be my little innocent sweetheart, do you understand? Nice wifeys, they like to be bad with their husbands, and that's a good thing, but no matter how dirty it gets, you'll always be my sweet innocent, you can be as dirty as you want to be with me, doesn't taint you in my eyes at all, and I'm sorry you were raised to think differently, but it's a whole, new, beautiful world sweetheart," murmured Leif, gently tracing her neck with his husky thumb, and kissing her ear.
"I feel...I feel like I was beautiful to you today, and innocent, even though I love making love and having sex with you. Didn't at all feel, dirty, or cheap like my mother said I would feel. Instead I feel like a real, beautiful woman in your arms. I feel whole now, like everything I feel, like even now, how I want you to bend me over and be dirty with me is the most natural and normal thing on earth, because it is. No more living behind a mask or inside a shell," said Lynne.
Leif stood behind Lynne looking at their reflection in the bedroom mirror. It was the first time all day he'd seen a glimpse of what they looked like today, man and wife, side by side. Lynne looking tiny, beautiful, elegant and sexy in her ruffled lace-wedding gown, all those pretty tendril curls high upon her head, and framing her beautiful face, those striking brown eyes, and the chin dimple. She was beautiful as hell on the outside, and that was, without even knowing that sweet, coy, hyper little personality on the inside. And, he looked at himself standing behind her in his white tux. All dressed up in white, and looking princely, and like a knight and shining armor, standing behind Lynne, like she'd gave him the armor mask for their spiritual ceremony, and he just knew that he'd never let Lynne down. He felt more grown up than he'd ever been before this day, more dressed up than he'd ever been in his life, soon ready to start a family with this tiny, beautiful creature standing in front of him. Damn she was so tiny! He was much taller than her, and he saw that strength as something to use to protect and delight Lynne.
Leif put his hand possessively on her shoulder, feeling the warmth flush through him as he noted the difference in their complexion, and the texture of their skin, Lynne, shoulder, beige and soft, and his guitar playing hands, pale and rough, and how those two elements combined to create a tempestuous storm of passion and delight where they each drank in the differences of each other and meshed to form a stronger whole. He saw it that way emotionally and now, finally sexually.
Leif reached into his tuxedo pocket and pulled out his iPhone. Once she stepped out of the wedding dress, the wedding day was over, and she was en-route to their honeymoon.
