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


    Date: 4/3/2017, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Romance, Teen Male/Teen Female, Author: senorlongo, Rating: 92.3, Source: sexstories.com

    past year. Doing things your way almost got me killed and you’ve separated me from the woman I love. I’m done with doing things your way. The time has come for me to do things my way. I went to Family Court earlier this week so I could be declared an emancipated minor. That means I can legally live on my own. My inheritance will support me and pay for college, if necessary. I’ve tried to explain—more times than I can count—how much I love Cinda. I’m not interested in any other girls. I’m sure you’ve noticed that I didn’t date even once this past year. I will date next year—I’ll be with her. I’m driving to Louisiana. I’ll stop by to see Grandma once I’m there so you’ll know I’m okay and safe. Love, Ty The drive was… well, it was boring. I wasn’t a very experienced driver so I was extremely careful. I stayed on the interstate except to eat, buy gas, and sleep and I stayed a bit under the speed limit, using the cruise control to keep myself from speeding. I found a huge truck stop where I was actually able to rent a room for the night with the help of a grandfatherly trucker I’d met in the restaurant. It felt great to take a hot shower and sleep in a real bed. I phoned Cinda, but I didn’t tell her what I was doing. That would be a surprise. I pulled up to Grandma’s house just before six on Sunday evening. She was shocked to see me, but she did invite me in and gave me dinner. I slept there with her Sunday night, but only after a long and serious discussion in which I made my ...
    feelings known. Grandma offered my old room to me. “Sounds great, Grandma, but I’m planning to spend some quality time with Cinda if you know what I mean. I don’t know how I could do that here.” “I may be old, Ty, but I’m not senile or stupid. I know what you young people do. It’s not something I believe in, but I’d rather you do it here than someplace that won’t be safe. Plus, I know your parents will be relieved.” I hugged her and agreed then I went to make the bed and turn in. I was beat. After breakfast the following morning I drove the short distance to Cinda’s house. Nobody was home so I drove to the park, took out my ball, and sat on the bench dribbling and watching Monroe and some others play. “You here to play ball?” Like before the voice came from behind me. “Maybe, unless something better comes along.” “What did you have in mind?” “Well, I used to have a girlfriend here. She was the most beautiful woman I’ve ever met.” “Maybe she has a new boyfriend. What would you do then?” “Geez, what is it with you two? Ty,” Monroe said as he walked off the court, “I’ll bash you if you don’t get up this very second and kiss her—karate or no.” “I thought you were into bashing anyone who even went near her.” Monroe laughed, “I was, but you know that never applied to you.” He took a swipe at my head, rubbing his sweaty paw in my unruly hair. I rose and turned around. Cinda had changed over the past ten months, but for the better. She was taller—two or three inches—and her body had ...
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