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

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

... Leaning over again I brought my fingers to her clit. A rub with the back of my fingernail threw her over the edge. I had to hold her—keep her from falling—even as I exploded into her. Cinda looked over her shoulder. Her expression told of love and lust, of desire and need. My shrinking cock slipped from her as I turned her body and slipped my arm under her legs. I turned the water off as I carried my love out to the bathroom. Setting her carefully on a stool I reached for a towel to carefully dry my love—my wife. “You were incredible, Mrs. Feldner.” “That’s right—I have a new name, don’t I?” She smiled up at me still a bit out of it as I dried my body. I carried her to our bed for our first night as man and wife. CHAPTER 10 We were up early the following morning—Thanksgiving-- at five. Grandma was up, too even though we’d told her to sleep in. She made us a good breakfast while I loaded the suitcases into the rental. Saying good-bye to Grandma was harder than I’d thought. “I love you, Grandma—you’re the best.” I hugged and kissed her and stepped aside for Cinda. “You take care, Granddaughter…you, too Ty.” She stood and waved in the brightening day as I drove away. Driving with Cinda was a lot different than driving alone. We talked about everything—books, music, even about making love. She wanted to know what I liked; that was easy—I liked everything she did with me. I asked her what she liked. “Everything,” she replied with a smile. Then I asked her about our sex in the ...

... shower. “What was I doing differently? It seemed that I was really stimulating you somehow. You began to shake almost immediately. Was that your G-spot?” “I don’t know what it was, but it was great…even greater than what you usually do which is wonderful. Making love with you is nothing less than wonderful, Ty. I don’t know how it could be better.” “I love you, too.” I leaned over a bit and Cinda took the hint. She kissed my cheek. “That’s all for now. You have to keep your eyes on the road.” We made good time, arriving at the airport and returning the car by 7:00. We landed in Indianapolis around 11:00. It was almost 1:00 in the afternoon when I pulled onto the off-ramp to our town. Checking out the traffic to my right I noticed Cinda gripping her thighs so strongly that her knuckles were white. “Nervous?” “A little…no, a lot; what will happen if your parents don’t like me?” “That will be their loss. You’ll still be stuck with me.” “Good!” She leaned over to plant a kiss on my cheek. “How much farther?” “About three miles or so.” I reached over and took her hand in mine. I drove up the winding two-lane road until I slowed at the long driveway, making the left-hand turn once a big truck had passed. Parking the truck in front of a fence, I turned to see my mother stand from her rocker on the porch. It was one of her favorite places to relax. My dog Fred was already running to me, jumping the low hedge as he raced to the truck. “Todd! Todd! It’s Ty; he’s come home!” Opening the ...