Ty & Cinda, A Tale of Forbidden Love - S01 E05

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Ty & Cinda, A Tale of Forbidden Love - S01 E05

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 5

I was asleep on my back the following morning when I felt something on my face. I squirmed, twisting and turning my head. I was about to push whatever it was away when I remembered where I was in Cinda's tiny bed. Opening my eyes I saw her tongue running up and down my cheek. I tumed my head toward her and stuck my tongue out to meet hers. Our tongues danced together for several minutes until pulled her down to me and our lips met, too.

"Morning, Ty-I guess you slept well."

"Yeah I'm usually a really light sleeper. I didn't know how I'd be with all the natural sounds here. Also, I'm not accustomed to having a super-hot babe draped all over my body, but you felt wonderful. Can we do this more often?" Cinda giggled and kissed me before jumping up and trotting off to the bathroom.

My grandparents are rich. Their house has central air conditioning and is usually quiet, the only sounds coming from the air rushing through the ducts. Cinda's family is poor. There's no air conditioning. The screened windows are all open to permit the natural movement of air through the house. I could hear the wind whistling through the trees, the rustle of leaves and the occasional call of animals through the night. At first the sounds of the night had kept me awake, but I found comfort in the softness of Cinda's body and I was drained from our sexual experiences earlier in the evening. It was rare that I would curn twice in a period of five hours as I had last night. It was a truly thrilling experience that I hoped would be repeated today.

I struggled up, checking the clock. I was surprised to see it was after 8:30. I was usually up much earlier. I followed Cinda to the bathroom. She grabbed my cock and aimed it to the old rusty tollet. I peed a few seconds later. It was the first time I'd ever had help at the toilet. Cinda giggled and reached up for another kiss

once I was done then led me to the kitchen still naked.

We ate a simple breakfast of cold cereal with banana and milk. Cinda sat in my lap, my cock hard and hot between her legs. I panicked when she turned to straddle my legs until I saw the condom in her hand. "How...where did you hide that?"

"I'm not telling...a woman has to have her secrets..her mystery." She kissed my nose as she slid the condom down my shaft, her slender sexy body following shortly after. I kissed Cinda as we moved together. This was fun, but much of my length was blocked from her by the thickness of my thighs and I couldn't move much in the chair.

I shifted my legs, moving my feet behind me to maintain my balance. Slowly I leaned forward, lifting the two of us up from the chair. I pressed Cinda against the wall and supported her legs with my arms. Deeper and deeper I drove my cock until our pubic hairs meshed-until our pubic bones pressed firmly into each other. "Oh God! Ty! Ty!" Cinda shook as she cane. It was incredible watching and feeling her shake and shudder in my grasp. Finally, Nirvana came to me. I erupted into her again 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 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 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, my cock pulsing with desire. The head was swollen and reddish purple, the arteries bulging with every beat of my heart. Cinda's lips moved up and down the entire length, covering my cock with kisses as her tongue teased my shaft. My hand found her short black hair and I tapped her head until she looked up again. I twirled my finger in a circle and was rewarded by Cinda's grin as she swiveled around until her legs straddled my head, her pussy covered with tiny droplets of her juice just inches from my mouth.

I began by inhaling. I'd read that girls had a special smell, a sweet aroma. It was one of the few things that turned out to be actually true. Dear God, Cinda's aroma was intoxicating. I kissed her thighs; they must have been the softest part of her wonderful soft body. I moved slowly up to her sex, licking her labia first before probing her tunnel with my tongue. It was a voyage of beautiful discovery. I found that she tasted sweeter than the finest chocolate. I knew. then that I'd do this again and again as long as she would allow.

Cinda had licked and sucked me with the obvious result. I felt my balls contract and the familiar churning. "Cindal I'm...oh God..oh God...oh God, Cindal" I was beat, but I owed her-big time! I reached up to suck her clit. I couldn't believe how quickly or how hard she came. My face was covered with her juice. I pulled her to me with the little energy I had remaining. I was almost asleep when I jolted awake.

"What's the matter, darling?"

"You swallowed. You swallowed...everything!"

"Of course! You don't think I'd waste a tasty treasure, do you?" I laughed and hugged her even closer. I fell into as deep a sleep as I'd experienced in ages.

I'd always been a light sleeper. Back in Indiana the walking of the hands across the yard or movements of my dog Fred would wake me. I'd go back to sleep almost immediately, but not tonight. I heard a "CLUNK" and I knew there was trouble. Someone was trying to get into the house.

I was awake in an instant; my hand over Cinda's mouth as I woke her. "I think someone's in the house," I whispered. "Roll off the bed and stay there until I come back for you."

"Please be careful, Ty." I gave her a quick peck as I reached down to my sneaker, coming up with my stack of throwing stars. I snuck out of the room keeping low and in the shadows. I was almost to the kitchen when saw his silhouette against the moonlight. He was in the window and leaning toward the door, I assumed in an effort to open it. He fell into a heap, making what thought was a racket-awfully clumsy for a burglar, I thought. I could see his scraggly long hair and hooked nose in profile when he rose. That wasn't all I saw. The glint of steel told me he was armed with a pistol. I realized in an instant that this was no burglar.

"STOP WHERE YOU ARE," shouted even as I ducked behind an upholstered chair. He turned quickly and raised the gun. I acted more from instinct instilled by my years of training than anything else. Two stars left my hand in an instant. I heard a shot then two anguished screams.

"Arghh! Arrgghh!" I knew I had hit him. He doubled over, screamed again, and ran out the door. I made sure he had truly gone before turning on the light. Lying there on the kitchen linoleum was a blood-soaked star in a shallow pool of blood. A trail of blood led to the door and outside. I stood and opened one of the drawers to remove a plastic bag. Once the star was wrapped securely away I cleaned the floor and returned to the bedroom for Cinda.

I found her huddled under the bed, tears in her eyes. "Oh Ty, I was

so worried. Are you sure you're okay? Was that a shot I heard?"

"I'm fine, Cinda which is more than I can say for our friend. I hit him...once for sure. I found the star lying in a pool of blood."

"I can't believe that someone would actually come here to hurt me. I'm glad you were here to protect me."

"I don't think you were the target, Cinda. I think he was after me, otherwise why come now?"

"But...who?

"How many people know I'm here? You and me, of course. Your mom and Monroe. My mother, my grandmother and grandfather. I didn't tell any of our friends."

"Neither did I. Momma told me to keep quiet about it to avoid any possible trouble."

Then ask yourself who would try to kill me. I've asked myself that question several times while I was cleaning up outside. I can only come to one conclusion. Let's go back to sleep."

Cinda clung to me tightly. "Do we," she whispered hesitantly, "have to go to sleep now?"

"No-but if we play now I don't know if we'll be able to in the morning; I'm only human, you know."

She reached up and kissed my ear before whispering again, "Sometimes I wonder. She kissed my cheek and snuggled up to my body. We were asleep in minutes.

To Be Continued..