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

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

... 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. I 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 was 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 I shooed her out to dry it while I toweled my ...