1. Ty and Cinda--A Tale of Forbidden Love - 4


    Date: 11/2/2014, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Oral Sex, Romance, Teen Male/Teen Female, Author: senorlongo, Rating: 91.7, Source: sexstories.com

    our sex in the shower. “What was I doing differently? It seemed that I was really stimulating you somehow. You began to shake almost immediately. Was that your G-spot?” “I don’t know what it was, but it was great…even greater than what you usually do which is wonderful. Making love with you is nothing less than wonderful, Ty. I don’t know how it could be better.” “I love you, too.” I leaned over a bit and Cinda took the hint. She kissed my cheek. “That’s all for now. You have to keep your eyes on the road.” We made good time. Other than a thunderstorm around one in the afternoon the interstates were mostly deserted. There was no direct route, but I still had the map I’d used on my trip down. We covered just over 600 miles before stopping around 5:30. I pulled off the interstate into a small motel in a rural community in Missouri. The owner didn’t want to rent to us even after we’d shown our wedding rings. His wife, however, was sympathetic when she learned we were only married six days. We had a nice room near the back where it was quiet and private. They even directed us to a decent reasonably priced restaurant. We were back in the room by 8:00. It was fun trying to shower in the combo-tub/shower. It was so small our bodies were constantly touching with the obvious result. I spent the entire time hard as a rock. Cinda couldn’t stop laughing then she turned and bent over. I knew what she wanted, but I was reluctant. “It’s too small, Cinda and too slippery. I’m afraid ...
    you’ll fall.” Pulling her up I turned off the water and stepped out to dry her with the thin motel towels. I had her stand about three feet from the bed then bent her forward, her hands pressing against the side. Leaning over her back, but not pressing on it—not wishing to harm her—I ran my hard tool into her slit. Less than a minute later I was deep within her. One hand alternated between her breasts; the other I used for balance and leverage on her hip. I was reminded of our episode in the shower at Grandma’s; Cinda began to shake and shimmy almost immediately. My hand on her hip could feel the tiny tremors run through her body. They increased in strength and frequency as I rammed harder and faster into her. I knew all too well that she was having a great time. Her moans and groans of pleasure told me second by second—minute by minute. “Oh, Ty! Do it, Ty! Do it…harder; dear God, Ty, do it harder! Oooooohhhh.” Cinda came as soon as I touched her little button, falling forward as her arms failed her. Only my arm around her waist stopped her from falling. I moved her to the bed, erupting within her core just before placing her there gently. Now that I’d experienced the warmth and texture of Cinda’s pussy I’d never want to use a condom again. I was prepared for sleep after a long day in the truck, but Cinda struggled up a few minutes later. “I need a tampon. We’ll have some angry motel owners if I don’t. Don’t worry—we’ll still be able to make love tomorrow night.” She kissed me ...
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