1. 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

    I think I should just be quiet so we can make love. There’s nothing I love more than having you within me.” I rolled onto my back and pulled a condom from the night table. Cinda placed it into her mouth and rolled it tightly down my shaft. A second later I was buried deep within her. I’d never tire of the feeling of her satin-smooth vise. Cinda moved, grinding her clit into me. I wasn’t an overly muscular guy, but I was in fantastic physical condition with probably less than five percent body fat. Karate and basketball had made me strong and flexible. I lifted Cinda’s body with every thrust, just as she forced her swollen bud into my abdominal muscles. The expression of euphoria on her face was incredible, almost making the entire past ten months worthwhile. I lowered my fingers to Cinda’s sex. Once moistened, they found her clit. I rubbed first then pinched. She would have screamed as her orgasm struck had I not pulled her down to cover her mouth with mine. Even then the noise she emitted sounded like a long guttural growl. She collapsed onto my chest as my cock exploded into the condom. Cinda was out of it so I moved her gently to the side while I rose to flush the condom down the bowl and wash myself with a warm wash cloth. I joined my love a minute later to wipe her clean. She snuggled into me, her head on my chest a moment later as I covered us with the comforter. I woke before Cinda, but lay still and silent until she began to stir. After blinking twice she looked down ...
    into my face. “You’re awake.” I nodded. “Can you see the clock?” “Yes…it’s 7:30; think we should get up? I nodded again and lifted her slender body, my hands firmly on her hips. Cinda giggled then dropped her feet to the floor. We were in the shower a few minutes later and were squeaky clean when we met Grandma for breakfast. “What would you like, Cinda?” “Oh, I don’t want to be a bother.” “You won’t be, darling. It’s much more fun to cook for three than just for me. Bacon?” Cinda hesitated then nodded. “French toast?” “Um…okay.” Grandma pointed me to the refrigerator for juice, eggs, and milk while she removed a big bowl from the cabinet and a whisk from one of the drawers. She had the griddle ready and the bacon on it in seconds. I poured the juice, giving a glass to Cinda and one to Grandma. Knowing her I was sure she already had finished off her first cup of coffee. I didn’t care for it, but I did offer some to Cinda who shyly turned me down. “Cinda…if you’re going to become a member of this family you’ll have to speak right up, especially around my grandson. You’ll likely starve if you don’t.” I gave Grandma a look of shock and dismay, but she just laughed. “We women have to stand up for ourselves, don’t we?” “Grandma! At least wait until we’re married before you give her that kind of advice, will you? I’ll be henpecked before I’m twenty!” Grandma laughed, but gave Cinda a knowing wink. Now Cinda laughed as all I could do was shrug my shoulders and shake my head. Cinda ...
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