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

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

... of our forced separation. I could feel Cinda tense beneath me. Seconds later her back arched and she sighed as her ejaculate bathed my abdomen. I kept pumping and pumping until I too, erupted—semen flowing into the condom like a river. I collapsed onto her breasts, pausing to suckle as we both recovered, regaining our breath and our strength. I pulled out, rolled over, and pulled Cinda onto my body. God, how I loved this woman! We stayed there all morning touching and rubbing each other. Leaving just before noon for the hospital; we were in hope of finding Momma. We did, just as she was beginning her lunch break. If she was shocked to see me she was dumbstruck when she saw the ring on Cinda’s finger. It would have been difficult to miss—Cinda all but pushed it into Momma’s face. “Well, you certainly didn’t waste any time, did you?” “No, Momma—I’ve known for almost six months that I loved and wanted Cinda. I also knew that she loved and wanted me, but unfortunately my parents didn’t give any thought to my wishes. I’m done with that. They bounced me around like a ball, moving me against my will from Indiana and then when I found friends and Cinda here I was moved back. Enough is enough. Now—why don’t we go out for lunch then we can really celebrate at dinner.” We did go out for lunch, but held off on our celebration dinner until tomorrow because Momma had the day off. Cinda and I went to her home, joining Monroe who was just back from the park. “I can’t believe it—I’m going to ...

... have a white boy in the family.” This was typical of Monroe. We had kidded each other all the time while I was living here. “Yeah, and I’m going to have a….” We both broke out laughing then we hugged each other. I loved him like a brother and soon he’d be one. We chatted all afternoon, mostly about our athletic experiences. I was thrilled to learn that he’d earned a full football scholarship to LSU. He already knew that I had been named All State in basketball—that was old news, something he’d learned checking on me on the internet. Momma returned from work around five. We sat down to dinner a bit before seven. “Monroe, will you say the blessing?” We joined hands as Monroe spoke, “Heavenly Father, we thank you for blessing us this day, not only for our health and our family, but for bringing Ty back to all of us safely. Thank you for giving my sister the good sense to accept his proposal.” He paused for the laughter to settle down. “Mostly Lord, I’m thankful that I’ll be able to move to the bigger bedroom where I should have been all along.” Momma punched his shoulder in mock exasperation. Cinda and I just laughed again. I knew I had been accepted when I looked at the meatloaf that Momma served. I had twice as much as Monroe as well as twice the mashed potatoes and gravy. I laughed out loud when I saw Monroe pout. “Where will you live, Ty?” “I’d like to return to Indiana. I have an attorney who’ll help us find a house to rent. He’s already helping to manage my inheritance. It ...