Ty & Cinda, A Tale of Forbidden Love - S01 E27

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Ty & Cinda, A Tale of Forbidden Love - S01 E27

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 27

Introduction:

Ty and Cinda face new adventures--some good and some bad-as they cement their relationship forever

Ty and Cinda face new adventures--some good and some bad-in college, cementing their relationship forever.

Mom and Dad were up early Saturday morning to see us off. We refused breakfast, telling then we preferred to stop after a few hours for a break. It was almost 5:30 when we hugged and kissed them good-bye and climbed into the truck, Fred with his head out Cinda's window. I stopped at the end of the driveway to allow a big semi to pass then turned to look at her. "You ready?"

"You going to be with me?"

"Every step of the way!"

"Then bring it on, world!" She gave me a quick kiss then Cinda held my hand tightly as we moved forward eagerly into a bold new chapter in our lives.

Continues...

I closed the window once we were on the interstate to protect Fred's eyes. Even a fly or a mosquito could blind him at highway speed. He laid his head on Cinda's shoulder, instead satisfying himself with her petting in lieu of the wind in his face.

Traveling with Fred slowed us down considerably. We stopped roughly every two hours so I could walk Fred on his leash while Cinda used the facilities. Then she gave him a bowl of water. I always bought a Coke or gas in appreciation for allowing us to use their property.

Cinda and I had joined AAA, primarily for this trip. I had a Trip-Tik map and a series of guide books to help us find a pet-friendly motel. We stopped after driving a bit over 400 miles, going to a sandwich shop-one that had picnic tables outside-so we didn't have to leave Fred in the hot truck. He sat quietly never begging or whining for food. I had trained him as a puppy to be patient; he knew he'd be fed once we returned to the motel.

I had learned early on that dogs are people magnets. Fred always attracted people-children especially, and attractive women, too whenever and wherever we stopped. I welcomed the children who always wanted to pet Fred; I had no interest in the wornen even though Fred enjoyed the attention.

Cinda and I showered together in the tub, the shower curtain, something we'd had limited experience with, barely giving us enough room to wash. On the other hand, I enjoyed the constant touch of Cinda's tight body against mine. Even after all this time we were thrilled being together, touching and loving each other every bit as much as our first time back in Cinda's room.

We were tired, but Cinda and I were never too tired for each other. I fell onto the bed and a second later a giggling Cinda covered my body with hers. "I know you're beat, Ty, why don't you let me do the work tonight?" Leaning down she kissed me with her usual tenderness and even more love as her inquisitive tongue explored my mouth.

Cinda loved to hold my head, gripping my unruly hair in her surprisingly strong hands as she mashed her lips into mine and slid her tongue into my welcoming mouth. She rubbed her breasts Into my chest, swirling her swollen nipples through my sparse hair. Here I was a nineteen year old and I still shaved about once a week. Kenny told me one time that I was lucky. He was my age and he already hated shaving. Unfortunately for him, Mandy hated stubble and she'd told him several times to forget a beard or mustache.

My eyes were closed as Cinda began to work her way down my body, kissing and licking as she went. I opened my eyes in shock as she nibbled my tiny nipples. "Hey..I'm supposed to do that to you."

She giggled as she whispered, "Okay," and moved up to stick her hard wrinkled nubbin into my waiting mouth. I licked and suckled for several minutes. "That's nice...really nice, but I'd better get to work if we want any sleep tonight." Pulling her nipple from my mouth she kissed me again and moved quickly between my legs. Her tongue wound its way around my cock, spending more than enough time on the head as I groaned and gasped in ecstasy. Several times around my helmet with Cinda's teasing tongue always drove me wild with lust. "I don't know why, Ty, but I just love

the texture of this. The way it feels on my tongue is just incredible."

All I could do was groan.

My rock-hard organ disappeared into Cinda's mouth a second My rock-hard organ disappeared into Cinda's mouth a second later. Her head bobbed up and down while her hands gently cupped and massaged my balls. Suddenly, she changed tactics and sucked mightily, tightly running her hand up and down my shaft. Dear God! How could I possibly resist? My balls pulled up to my body as my first thick rope of hot slick cream erupted into Cinda's mouth and throat. Five times that was repeated until I was completely and totally drained. Cinda pulled the last drops from my tip, kissed it one last time, and climbed up my body to place her head in its usual spot on my left shoulder. I barely had the energy to pull the blanket over us. I had just whispered, "I love you so much," when Fred came to stick his cold nose into Cinda's neck. I petted him briefly then fell deeply asleep.

We drove roughly the same distance the following day once again stopping every two hours. We stopped for the night less than two hours from Baton Rouge and our 10:00 appointment with Dora Loomis, our realtor, and a representative of First Bank of Louisiana, the bank that had foreclosed on the property. Tucked into a pocket in the back of my seat was an official check for $125,000 payable to Cinda and me-our final payment on the house. I could easily afford to pay cash, the only worthwhile thing I'd received from my miserable excuse of a grandfather.

That night I returned the favor for Cinda, sucking her labia into my mouth before gently nibbling those delicate tissues between my teeth. I knew just how much that always drove her crazy. After tongue fucking her for almost ten minutes and bringing her right to the edge I withdrew my tongue so I could suck her swollen bud into the tiny space between my teeth. Only a fierce bite on her pillow prevented an earth shattering scream from my beloved. We

slept well that night, too. Arriving at the realtor about ten minutes early we led Fred into the office of Geaux Tigers Realty. "I hope you don't mind," I told Dora. "I don't want to leave him in the truck." She told me she understood. Dad had warned me-"Be prepared to write a lot of checks, Ty." That was exactly what I did, using almost a quarter of my new checkbook's fifty checks. Finally, after an hour and after we had endorsed the official check to the bank we received the keys and garage door openers, shook hands with Dora and the banker and

began to leave.

"I'll be watching for you, Ty. You've caused the most excitement since Shaq came to school here."

I had to laugh. "Thanks, but I'm not Shaq...I doubt there will ever be another like him." took Fred's leash and a minute later we were in the truck. Fifteen minutes after that we were in the garage. Cinda took Fred into the house to look around while I removed his bowls and the rubber mat we always used to contain water he spilled while drinking. I turned on the air conditioning and opened the taps to flush the pipes before drinking from them. Cinda turned on the refrigerator and freezer. We threw the first ice cubes made into the sink.

Cinda put Fred out into the back yard. It had been sprayed by an exterminator last week and would be every month we lived there.