1. Ty & Cinda--A Tale of Forbidden Love


    Date: 11/23/2014, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Cum Swallowing, Oral Sex, Romance, Teen Male/Teen Female, Author: senorlongo, Rating: 85, Source: sexstories.com

    first went there. Some of the guys made some racial comments. If I ever had any doubts what it is to experience racial discrimination I found out that day. She stood up for me even though she’d never met me. I like her Mom—I like her a lot.” “You haven’t…” I laughed. “No, Mom we haven’t done anything. She did kiss my cheek this afternoon, but that was mostly encouragement. I did kiss her briefly and I’d do it again if I could. She took me home and her mother welcomed me like I was family. They live in a dilapidated house off a dirt path, but there’s more love there in a single day than there is here in a year. She’s smart, too. She has some of the same textbooks they used last year in advanced classes in eleventh grade. I remember Jeremy having them.” “Ty, you know I can make you attend that school, don’t you?” “Sure, Mom, but you can’t make me do any work so what’s the point? I’ll go to all my classes and just sit there. After I’ve flunked out you’ll have to put me in public school.” “Your grandfather thinks we should send you to military school.” “Gee, why not just send me back to Indiana? It would be a lot cheaper and then Grandpa would be happy. I wouldn’t be here to remind him what a bigot he is. Don’t you ever stand up to him, Mom?” “It’s complicated, Ty. He never wanted me to marry your father. Where would I go if he threw me out?” “You could go back home and try to work things out with Dad. We both know he didn’t want this.” “How could you know that, Ty?” “I’m not ...
    deaf, Mom. I could hear you arguing and I heard Dad plead with you. I heard a lot of your arguments and, truthfully, I couldn’t understand why you were pushing him.” Mom held her head down and I could see a tear in her eye. “I don’t know where to begin, Ty. You’re right—the separation was my fault, all my fault. I wanted more than your father could give me. Maybe I’m more like your grandfather than you think.” “I know better, Mom. You may be his daughter, but you’re nothing like him. I’ve seen you hug the parents of my black teammates plenty of times. Somehow I can’t see Grandpa ever doing that.” “What will happen if I let you go to the public school?” “I’ll go—I promise—and I’ll do my very best, just like I’ve always done.” “Very well—I’ll take you tomorrow and you can register. Happy now?” “Happier,” I said as I returned my mom’s hug. Later I could hear her in the living room telling my grandparents. They weren’t happy—Grandpa swore a blue streak, ranting and raving like a lunatic--but I didn’t care. CHAPTER 2 I was up early the following morning dressed as I would for school in Indiana with a short sleeved shirt and khakis. I ate a good breakfast, but turned down a sandwich for lunch. I’d rather buy lunch in the cafeteria than carry a sack like some elementary school kid. Mom and I were in the car and driving toward the park and school beyond when I saw Monroe and Cinda waiting for their bus. “They’re my friends, Mom. Can we give them a lift?” Mom agreed and we stopped next ...
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