Ty & Cinda, A Tale of Forbidden Love - S01 E06

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Ty & Cinda, A Tale of Forbidden Love - S01 E06

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 6

Introduction:

Ty leams of his grandfather's true feelings about him and is forced tor return to Indiana before taking matters into his own hands.

I woke with a start. A hard nipple had somehow found its way into my mouth. I looked up to see a smiling nymph with "café au lait" skin and a sensational curvy body. "Is this my morning treat?" I closed my mouth to suckle and nibble her tender tissue.

"I wish every morning could be like this."

"So do I. Do you think we'd ever tire of being in love?"

"I know wouldn't, Ty. What about you?"

"Never-would you believe that I'd never even been on a date before I met you? Eighteen years old and a virgin is one thing, but I never even went out with a girl."

"Well, you may still be eighteen, just like me, but you're no longer a virgin, are you? wasn't any different. I'm eighteen, too and before you no boy even paid me the least bit of attention."

I extricated my mouth from her teat to speak, "That I find hard to believe. This must be a community of idiots. What time is it? 1 promised your momma I'd take you to church." I looked over to the clock; great-6:43. "Do we have time?"

"You must be kidding. Ty! Didn't you promise we could play in the morning?"

"I don't actually recall promising, but I'll never turn you down." I nibbled on her teat and pulled her down for a kiss.

"Morning breath," she warned me.

"Who cares? love you, Cinda from your too-light and too-dark skin to your wrinkly nipples to your cute tasty pussy, even all the way down to your toes. Now, be quiet and kiss me! That's an order!"

Cinda could barely hold back from laughing, but she did look me straight in my eyes and whisper, "I love you, Ty. I never thought I'd say that to anyone, but I do. I know we're just kids, but..." I covered her mouth with mine. My tongue found hers. They danced a dance of love and passion and lust until she reached over my body for another condom. This time she put it into her mouth, sliding it down my rock-hard pole.

"Let me guess you saw that on the internet." Cinda couldn't hold back the biggest grin I'd ever seen. She nodded emphatically even as she rose over me. "Damn, woman-you are insatiable."

"I am when it comes to you, Ty. Now follow your own advice-be quiet and fuck me."

I grabbed her chin, showing my anger. "I don't ever want to hear you say that word again, Cinda. We make love. People who have sex when they don't have any feelings for each other, they fuck, but you and me never. accept your apology." I reached up and kissed her again even as her sweet pussy stretched around my cock. I could never have imagined how wonderful this felt-how warm, how moist and tight.

Cinda began to rock on me. I thrust up deep into her core. Amateurs we may have been, but we moved together like parts of a fine timepiece. Faster and faster we went. Harder and harder I pushed into her, lifting Cinda from the bed every time. Soon we were covered in sweat. The air was hot and humid this morning, but we never noticed. An army could have forced its way into the house and I doubted we'd even notice. As exquisite as it was it couldn't last forever. I felt it coming and I thought that Cinda did, too. I pinched her clit and she exploded, a violent spasm coursing through her body. I erupted into the condom wishing that it was Cinda's wonderful body instead-maybe someday, I prayed.

We lay silently until I checked the clock again. I patted Cinda's butt and kissed her cheek. That time, eh? Okay, Ty at least I can look forward to showering with you. C'mon." She eased off my shrunken cock then we both realized the chance we'd taken. That condom should have been removed a long time ago. Hand in hand we walked to the shower. I had my own in the bathroom attached to my room. It was big enough to accommodate several people, but I found the closeness of standing in the tub endearing. It meant that we'd have to stand very close together, our bodies rubbing against each other almost continuously. We washed each other and kissed and kissed. I had a blast rubbing my soapy hand up and down her butt crack. Even Cinda found that funny.

"I've never even thought of doing it there, Ty. I think I would if you wanted it. I know you'd never hurt me." I leaned down to kiss her again then I helped her from the tub and dried her beautiful body. Her hair was wet so shooed her out to dry it while I toweled my body dry. We ate breakfast, clothed this time, and walked the mile to her church, her hand in mine. I'd packed a white short-sleeved dress shirt, long slacks, and a tie expressly for this purpose.

Not surprisingly I was the only white person there. I saw several of my friends from the park and school. We chatted outside for a while, but was silent once was in the building. Church was for praying, not idle chatter. I did sing all of the hymns and even accompanied Cinda for communion. We left about two hours later for the walk home. En route I had a call to my cell; it was Monroe telling me he and his mother would be home by 4:30. Cinda and I decided to forgo lunch. We climbed back into bed where we held each other for almost a half hour. We told each other how much we loved each other over and over, probably a hundred times, at least. We kissed and fondled each other and in the end neither of us could take any more. I rushed to roll a condom down my aching cock and plunged deep into Cinda who surprised me by grabbing her ankles and pulling them up onto my shoulders.

There must have been something special about this position- Cinda groaned in rapture immediately with the very first thrust. She began to shake after only thirty seconds and her orgasm followed shortly thereafter. On and on it went until I was afraid I was hurting her. "Don't stop, Ty. Please...please don't stop. Oh God...don't stop." I fucked her even harder, so hard that I came almost immediately. Still I pumped her sweet pussy even though every thrust hurt my ultra-sensitive cock. Finally, with a sigh that sounded like air escaping from a balloon, Cinda fainted in my arms. I moved her legs down and eased out of her, lying by her side.

Cinda's hair hung in sweaty ribbons as I caressed her face and body. It was some ten minutes later that she roused, her eyes still glassy. I waited a few minutes until I could see she was lucid. "C'mon, we both need a shower and we have to clean up this bed." I pulled her up and led her into the shower. Fifteen minutes later we were dry and dressed. Cinda changed her bed while I cleaned the tub and scrubbed the floor. We finished by emptying the kitchen trash. Even a cursory examination would reveal all the condoms we'd used, but we were both sure Momma and Monroe had known exactly what we'd do when I was given permission to stay over. I phoned my mom to tell her when I'd be home. Cinda and I were seated on the couch when her mom and Monroe walked in.

Monroe was excited to tell us about his college visits. He was a

three sport star-football, basketball, and track-and was hoping "I've never even thought of doing it there, Ty. I think I would if you wanted it. I know you'd never hurt me." I leaned down to kiss her again then I helped her from the tub and dried her beautiful body. Her hair was wet so shooed her out to dry it while I toweled my body dry. We ate breakfast, clothed this time, and walked the mile to her church, her hand in mine. I'd packed a white short-sleeved dress shirt, long slacks, and a tie expressly for this purpose.

Monroe was excited to tell us about his college visits. He was a

three sport star-football, basketball, and track-and was hoping for a scholarship. He was a solid B+ student, which I thought would help, too. We listened for twenty minutes when Cinda Interrupted. "Momma, we had a break-in last night. Ty told me the man had a gun. He injured him with his stars."

I could see Momma's confusion so I explained. I pulled the four remaining stars from my backpack and showed her the bloody star I had sealed in the plastic bag. I left that one with Cinda as I excused myself, unlocking my bike and loading the backpack onto the carrier. I had my school pack on my back as I wheeled the bike out to the lane. "Thanks for everything, Cinda. I think you know I had a wonderful time and I wasn't kidding-l do love you." She threw her arms around my neck and held me tightly. A kiss later I was on the road, just minutes away from the home I'd grown to hate.

I expected to catch a lot of shit from my Grandpa who had forbidden me to see and stay with Cinda probably five hundred times at least, but I was surprised. He was cordial and friendly. I couldn't believe it. We talked at dinner about my weekend and how much we had studied, even about attending Cinda's church although I scrupulously avoided my sexual encounters with her. I left once we had cleaned up and retired to the back yard to run through my exercises for basketball. The start of practice was only three weeks away.

Cinda and I did very well on the Math test Monday morning. She had a 94, her highest grade to date and I had a 99, my worst. Ha hal Cinda greeted me in the hall after class with a hug as she whispered that she missed me. I agreed as we hustled to our next class. We met again at lunch and on the bus after school. We studied as we had over the prior weeks, but I made a change, carrying a pair of basketball shorts and running shoes with me. I changed in her bathroom and ran home, arriving there a sweaty mess. I'd always found running the best way to get into shape.

It was Thursday at dinner when my Grandpa invited me to join him on one of his shrimp boats Saturday morning. "Sorry, Grandpa I have a date for the football game." He offered then to take me on Sunday. I wanted to decline, but Mom and Grandma thought it was a wonderful idea, an opportunity for us to bond. I reluctantly accepted, but I was wary. Leopards rarely change their spots. I didn't understand his change in attitude. He had cursed me when he learned that I'd spend the weekend with Cinda; now he was all lovey-dovey as though I was his favorite. I knew wasn't anything close