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Ty and Cinda--A Tale of Forbidden Love - 3

Date: 11/2/2014, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Romance, Teen Male/Teen Female, Author: senorlongo, Rating: 92.3, Source: sexstories.com

some circumstances, but it wasn’t to be for Cinda and me. Time dragged over the next two weeks. At times I thought the clock was moving backwards. We spent every second together which was some consolation and we made love at least twice every single day. We tried new things, even going fishing in one of Grandma’s boats. I had a much better time in the Gulf than I did the last time. I knew that Cinda had the same thoughts when she gave me a brief kiss and ran her finger along my scar. Finally, our day was here. Grandma insisted on taking us out for breakfast before driving to the little white church. “Wait here for Pastor Robbins, Ty,” Monroe commented, his suit hugging his muscular body. “He wants you to walk Momma and your grandmother up the aisle to the first row. Then Juanita will go and I’ll follow with Cinda.” I took a deep breath. I was nervous, but I wasn’t. Does that make any sense? Finally, Pastor Robbins entered, taking his time and shaking hands as he went. “I have the finest, most wonderful responsibility this morning. I can tell by the size of the congregation that many of you know what is on tap.” He raised his hand; Grandma took my left elbow and Momma took my right. Slowly we walked up the aisle. If anyone was surprised to see me, they didn’t let on. I recognized many of my friends from the park on the way forward. I released Grandma; she hugged me and kissed my cheek before entering the front row pew to my left. Momma did the same, joining Grandma on the ... bench. I stood erect to Pastor Robbins’ left and turned to await Juanita and my bride. Pastor rested his hand on my shoulder. I watched Juanita come up the aisle to stand off to my right, exactly in front of Momma. Finally, Monroe led Cinda up the center of the aisle. I could see how beautiful Juanita was, but she was nothing compared to my bride-to-be. Monroe kissed Cinda’s cheek and handed her to me before moving off to my side. Holding Cinda’s hand tightly we turned to face Rev. Robbins. “Brothers and sisters, we are here this morning to witness the joining of two of the finest young people I’ve ever had the pleasure of knowing. I’ve known Cinda ever since she was a tiny baby. I remember rocking her on my knee. We met last year when Ty had to leave, returning with his mother to Indiana. I recall telling her that she’d get over Ty. Care to guess what she told me—he’ll be back. Pastor; Ty will come back for me. “This is the time when I usually speak about the importance of commitment, but not today. I met with Cinda when Ty had to leave last year. ‘He’ll be back for me,’ was the first thing she said. I know that neither of these two dated or expressed any interest in anyone else since they first met even though Ty was almost a thousand miles away. How often did you talk to each other, Ty?” “Every single day, Pastor.” “I thought so and right now I believe everyone is thinking I should stop speaking and get the show on the road.” I glanced at Cinda and could see that she agreed. ...