Dear Readers,
Thank you so much for taking the time to read my story. Two years later, you all are still reading, and some of you have been faithful since day one.
I cannot tell you how much your comments, email, and feedback inspire me to keep telling the story of these two. I have really enjoyed putting the pen to paper, and letting their story tell itself as it has unfolded.
I do not have plans to extend this story beyond their honeymoon, however, we will witness a deepening of their bond throughout the honeymoon and I will throw in a short epilogue so that you can get an idea of where life will take these two.
Thank you for your feedback, and your interest in these characters, as it has made me a better writer.
I do also hope that you all will be such a loyal audience for any future stories that I might write.
I wanted to get this submitted to you all before Christmas Break, so I'm happy to have gotten this written.
Merry Christmas,
Mich80new.
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The next morning, they slept in a bit to make up for the lack of rest during their wedding planning week. Leif woke up first, grabbed a handful of Lynne's ponytail and just inhaled. Sweet, coconut shampoo, and she smelled good enough to eat.
When she yawned and stretched he leaned in for her hot mouth, loving the taste of her hot nectar, raw and untamed. Lynne chuckled into his mouth, remembering he supposed, his penchant for tasting her morning breath kisses.
He reached into the night table and dumped a bunch of sight-seeing brochures on her naked chest, kissing around her chocolaty nipples.
Lynne let out a husky, sleepy chuckle.
"I want you to look through those, and chose some things you want to do on this honeymoon. I can't take you back to New York for you to tell all the girls at the night club that all I did with you for two weeks solid was fuck you, didn't let you see the air, or the light of day," said Leif playfully.
"Hmm, those girls at my nightclub know how handsome you are. If you were their husband, they wouldn't mind one bit if all you did was hold them up in a beautiful house like this, and fuck them," said Lynne chuckling naughtily.
"Well the fellas will say the same thing about you baby, but the fact remains that I want to treat you to a really good time. I know things were tough growing up, then you were out on your own, probably not a lot of money then to have fun adventures. You were paying your own way. It's so important for me to get to show you how to have fun lovely. This whole honeymoon is for you. We're on this trip together, but what makes me happy is seeing you have fun. It fulfills me. Deep shit in my heart you will never understand. Look through these and whatever you see that is fun, we'll do," said Leif.
Lynne's eyes filled up with water. Leif knew that no one had ever been so concerned with her own happiness before. Lynne was too busy making everyone else happy before her time, by doing whatever they wanted her to do, without one iota of concern toward her own longings.
"I hope that I make you one tenth as happy as you make me. Can I choose one at a time," said Lynne with a sweet grin.
When she got that child like grin, there was nothing on earth he could deny her.
"Of course baby, as long as a day is long enough to decide. Look at the brochures for details to make sure we don't have to pick anything way in advance," he added, and he kissed her forehead.
Lynne wanted to go chocolate making for their first adventure. Once she'd made the decision Leif swatted her ass and kissed her forehead and told her to get dressed, and he'd take care of everything. His young wife was a woman who was used to having to fight her own way through everything, so to get to take care of her, to have her literally point her finger and tell him what she wanted, and for him to be able to deliver it to her, well, that was his reward to her, for being so adorable and loving, and such a "good little wife".
She sure did make it worth his effort too, when she returned to their bedroom wearing a cute, yellow top, unbuttoned slightly, showing just a whisper of the swells of her small but firm breasts, and this cute, red plaid skirt, with a prominent zipper in the back. He already imagined himself unzipping the zipper.
She'd blow-dried her hair, and she'd curled it in these wispy layers that fanned her face. She wore blue eyeshadow, and candy pink lipstick.
She looked like a doll baby to Leif. He told her so. She'd arranged a series of adorable outfits for their honeymoon, and he wanted her to know how tempting she was to him. Then he suddenly wondered aloud if he'd dressed well enough, wearing his flip-flops, white-t-shirt, and denim cargo shorts.
"You always look handsome," said Lynne swatting his ass.
"I thought we were going to make the candy when we get there, I didn't think we'd bring the candy with us, you look like candy," he added pinching her plump ass in her adorable plaid skirt.
Lynne blushed and giggled.
Leif loved to make his young wife feel like the doll baby that she was!
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When they got to the chocolate making factory, Lynne was wide eyed with wonder, inhaling. Seeing her eyes fill with pleasure and joy, and realizing how bleak things must have been for young Lynne, no dates, that strict church shit, and later on after she left, hiding everything from her parents just to keep a relationship with them gave Leif a lump in his throat, because now his wife would know what it meant to really enjoy life. Something that was so basic that so many people took for granted. But not Lynne. She looked at the new world they were embarking upon as a couple with wide eyed wonder.
His body wanted to spend the honeymoon doing nothing but fucking his gorgeous new wife, and feeding her delivery pizza for nourishment, but his mind knew that Lynne needed to experience things that gave her joy and pleasure in other ways. He wanted his baby to make so many good memories to replace the bad. Each new experience he involved her in that was pleasant and joyful was something that could erase a memory that had been painful and unpleasant for his sweet little wife.
He'd been doing a good job so far. They had California, the fair, their Saturday morning cartoon ritual, their lovely wedding, the wedding dance, and now they would add the chocolate factory on their honeymoon to her memory banks.
"Anything you see in here you want, any candies to buy, anything you want to add to the tour, you just tell your husband. You're Leif's wifey now and you can have whatever you want today, understand," he added.
Lynne looked at him with the sweetest, eager little glance and nodded as he dotingly caressed her chin dimple.
Lynne stuck her pink tongue out and tasted after the sweet, chocolate smell in the air, and Leif chuckled, swiping her tongue with his own larger tongue. But Lynne's full, sensual mouth was sweeter than any chocolate, and before he knew what he was doing, he'd pulled her head back by her neck, and they were tangled up in a passionate kiss while they waited for the chocolate tour guide.
They got caught up in the bliss, heat, and flavor of each other's mouth, and Leif felt his erection starting to rise.
Thankfully before he became fully erect, the chocolate tour guide appeared, clearing his throat. If he hadn't appeared soon, Leif was going to find some chocolate alright, and pull Lynne's cute yellow top off and smear those little braless breasts in some chocolate that he'd be very pleased to lick off.
He cleared his throat. The newlyweds were still kissing while Leif inhaled the chocolate smell and imagined smearing Lynne's already tasty pussy with whatever chocolate they would be making.
"Newlyweds I see?" said their tour guide.
"Hell yeah bro, and I don't know what she's thinking, wanting to make chocolate, she's sweeter than any candy you are gonna teach us how to make, that's for sure," murmured Leif, smacking Lynne adorably on the cheek with a kiss.
"Stop it! He's so silly," squealed Lynne, chuckling as he pinched her plump ass.
He couldn't help it. She was adorable, he knew she loved his sensual teasing, and his lack of embarrassment about showing his adoration for her anywhere, and the squeals and giggles when he playfully teased her delighted him as much as he knew they delighted her.
"A lot of new husbands say that, but our chocolate is pretty tasty," offered the tour guide.
He presented them each with a glass of wine that was supposed to pair well with chocolate, gave them a few complimentary pieces of chocolate, and sat them in front of a flat screen TV for them first to watch a chocolate making video.
Of course Leif, being the roughish man that he was, saw a flat screen, and his beautiful wife with a gorgeous yellow top decorating the swells of her small, shapely breasts, and he threw his arm around her neck affectionately, while they started watching the chocolate making video. He let his hand drift lower, and lower until he was lightly tracing the top globe of her breast.
Lynne grinned at him, pecked his mouth, and moved his hand further down toward her breast, close to her nipple. Lynne was clearly sending him a message it was okay for him to sneakily caress her, and he loved the invitation, his lovely woman loved to be sensual with him as much as he hungered for it with her.
During the beginning of the educational movie they learned about the cacao beans, how a decision was made to pluck them, and about cacao paste. Leif's attention had started to wander somewhat, fascinated by Lynne's lovely light caramel complexion and the feel of those tiny shapely breasts with the huge mocha nipples in the perfect, yellow top.
God damn it she was a sexy little thing; she could make even a plain yellow cotton top sensual. She'd taken out her hipster glasses with the big frames so she could see the DVD picture. He loved those little glasses. He'd only fucked her wearing them once.
On the screen they were making the chocolate into some type of paste now, and he was embarrassed that after having nutted five times with her yesterday, he was getting hard again. Of course, part of it was that his thoughts were anything but chaste right now, as they were making the chocolate paste, his mind was having a reverie of being wild, and free with Lynne on the cocoa farm. She could run around naked through the rainforest while he smeared her private areas with chocolate, chased her all around, then sucked and licked off all of the areas he'd covered with the sticky confection, and bathe her in his hot come.
He was certain that Lynne would not mind being covered in the sticky chocolate and his come as long as he cleaned her off well. He tucked his nose close to her hair, and he smelled coconuts, a delightful addition to the chocolate smell already in the air from the factory.
Lynne was so busy watching the film, like the little nerd that she was, she didn't even notice him leering at her, and the bulge in his pants, and somehow, watching her and feeling sexy thoughts when she was completely unaware of how erotic she was, made the longing for her even more intense.
His cock was sore. Should have fucked her once in the bed this morning before the chocolate making journey. He'd never learn his lesson about how hard she was to resist during the day if they weren't alone during the day and he didn't calm himself down by having her sweet body first!
