Ty and Cinda--A Tale of Forbidden Love - 2 - Sex Stories

Ty and Cinda--A Tale of Forbidden Love - 2

... and again until I sagged against her, the wall being the only thing that kept us from falling to the floor. Eventually our strength returned and I lowered Cinda’s legs. I walked to the trash can and dumped the condom into the plastic bag. We walked hand in hand back to the bathroom where we washed up and brushed our teeth then it was on to the bedroom where we dressed. Cinda made the bed while I cleaned up the kitchen. We were back to our studies within an hour. Cinda and I studied all day as I broke the subject into little pieces that eventually added up to the entire chapter. Then I quizzed Cinda until she knew everything as well as our teacher. We broke after lunch to hold and kiss each other again. At five we showered and began our walk to the small strip mall across the street from school. We ordered a pizza and a couple of Cokes. Their pizza was okay, but not as good as what we had back home in Indiana. I noticed several people eying us, but nobody said or did anything of concern. We finished, I paid, and we began our walk back to Cinda’s home, her tiny hand surrounded by mine. Cinda’s mom was a nurses’ aide at the county hospital. Their family home reflected her limited earnings. The house was up almost three feet on pilings made of concrete blocks with a small set of steps front and back. Wooden lattice enclosed the crawl space on all four sides. Inside there were but five rooms—a combo living and dining room, a galley kitchen, and three small bedrooms. There was ...

... just the one bathroom. Outside there was a carport with a fiberglass roof suspended over a steel pipe frame and an unpaved surface. That’s where my bike was—securely locked to one of the vertical supports. We watched TV for a few hours. They had one; my grandparents had seven, including a fifty-five inch flat screen mounted to the wall of my bedroom. The furniture was old and worn, but I could tell that it was well cared for. I had noticed that Cinda and Monroe always removed their shoes in the house so I did, too. We watched TV, but we didn’t really. We made out like crazy. I couldn’t believe our hunger for each other. It was a hunger that I doubted would ever be satisfied. We retired around ten to our first incredible bout of oral sex. It was something I’d seen on the internet of course, but like everything else with sex, something I’d only dreamed about. We lay naked on the bed, the sheet and blanket pulled down. We barely needed them on this sultry night. I loved the sensation of Cinda’s skin against mine. I doubted I’d ever experienced anything as soft and smooth. Certainly, I’d never experienced anything as exciting. I was on my back again and Cinda lay atop me, her legs spread so she dripped onto my abdomen. We kissed and soon our faces were covered in spit. Cinda broke the kiss and licked my neck. She surprised me by licking her way down my body, stopping only when she reached my abdomen. Then she looked up, smiled, and kissed the head of my cock. I was in total ecstasy, ...