Ty & Cinda--A Tale of Forbidden Love-Part 2 - Sex Stories

Ty & Cinda--A Tale of Forbidden Love-Part 2

This is part 2 of an ongoing story. CHAPTER 4 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 I 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? I 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? I 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? I 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 and I doubted we’d even notice. As exquisite as it was it ...