Ty & Cinda--A Tale of Forbidden Love-Part 3 - Sex Stories

Ty & Cinda--A Tale of Forbidden Love-Part 3

... coming to dinner tonight,” she told Kenny and me. “Your dad’s taking us all out to Olive Garden.” Kenny and Mandy called their folks and we were in the truck en route to the farm thirty minutes later. Fred was understandably eager to see us. We had a surprise for him when we returned from dinner. Dinner was typical Olive Garden—lots of salad and breadsticks along with basically okay food. The entire experience was made by the company. It was Cinda’s first time. She had rarely eaten out—Momma just couldn’t afford it. She and I had eaten in restaurants nightly, but that would end soon. We had to learn to cook for ourselves. I already knew how to grill, having done hot dogs and burgers probably hundreds of times and steaks dozens. I drove back to my parents’ home where I loaded the truck bed with Fred’s food, bowls, leash, toys, and bed. Cinda and I hugged my parents and walked to the truck. We were halfway there when Cinda called Fred. He ran to her, climbing up into the backseat. Cinda and I waved to my parents as I drove down the driveway. Ten minutes later we were at our house. I gripped Fred’s collar as I walked to the door. Cinda took him in while I brought in all of his things. Cinda set his water and food into the corner of the kitchen. Fred waited until he was told to eat then he was wolfing down food like he hadn’t eaten for weeks, just as he did every day. I put his bed at the foot of ours. Once he was done eating we took him out into the back yard for the first time. ...

... Back in a few minutes later we headed for the shower. We walked, naked as usual, to bed a few minutes later. “I have to warn you—Fred will take attendance when we go to sleep.” “Attendance?” “You’ll see. Now…what shall we do until then?” Cinda laughed then she was all over me—kissing me and rubbing her lush body against mine until I picked her up, flipped her onto her back and climbed between her legs. “Will Fred bother us?” “I don’t really know. I’ll scold him if he does.” “Oh…don’t, Ty. We’ll work it out.” Fred did come to Cinda’s side of the bed when he heard her groan, but curled up into a ball on the floor when he saw she was okay. In time he would completely ignore us. Tonight he simply lifted his head when Cinda growled in her ecstasy. I lay onto my back and Cinda moved into position—the same position she took every night—and we closed our eyes. Soon she giggled as Fred pushed his cold nose into her shoulder. He walked over to my side where I petted him before he settled down onto his bed. We woke early as usual. “I have to put Fred out so I think I need a tee and a pair of jeans, at least.” Cinda kissed me as she walked into the bathroom. She petted Fred on the way then he followed me to the back door, standing with his nose an inch away. He ran out, sniffing before doing his business, while I retrieved a shovel and trowel from the garage. Using them I picked up his feces and dropped them into the trash can We ate a quick breakfast then returned to the back yard with ...