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


    Date: 4/27/2017, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Romance, Teen Male/Teen Female, Virginity, Author: senorlongo, Rating: 92.1, Source: sexstories.com

    how he had been a starter for his high school varsity as a freshman. He’d comment on it if the subject arose, but otherwise he’d not mention it at all. Cinda came up to him with a bottle. “Ty, you’d better have some of this lotion. You’ll look like a lobster if you don’t. You wait a minute, Monroe while I save Ty from a bad burn.” She poured some lotion into her hand and wiped it over his shoulders and back. He was amazed at her touch. Ty had known some girls in Indiana, but none like Cinda, of that he was certain. “Uh, thanks…Cinda.” He jogged onto the court, asking Monroe who he was supposed to guard. The game began anew with Ty guarding one of the lesser players on the opposing team. He more than held his own while Monroe was helpless with a guard on the other team. Marquis went around Monroe like he was standing still. After a drive and basket Ty suggested they change men. When Marquis dribbled confidently into the front court Ty had his number. He sliced left just as the ball left Marquis’ hand, knocking it away just after it bounced. Ty was on it in a flash and dribbled toward the other basket. Marquis was sure he’d block the layup, but Ty bounce-passed behind his back to the streaking Monroe for an uncontested shot. Marquis never scored another basket while Ty controlled both the offense and defense for his team. He only scored three baskets, but fed his teammates for six easy layups. They won 21-15, easily overcoming a 14-10 deficit. Ty was covered in sweat when ...
    Monroe clapped him on his shoulder. “That was pretty good, Ty. You’ve obviously played some.” “Yeah, it’s really big where I come from in Indiana.” “What’re you doin’ here?” “Living with my Mom and grandparents. My folks are getting divorced. I’ll probably never see my dad again.” “At least you got to know him,” Cinda exclaimed. “I never even knew my daddy. He skipped on Momma before I was born.” “That’s too bad; he missed out knowing a wonderful person. Well, I gotta go now. Will I see you tomorrow?” “I’ll walk with you if you’re going toward the levee.” I agreed and a minute later Cinda and I left the park, me rolling my expensive racing bike alongside. It was priceless to me, probably the last gift I’d ever receive from my dad. We walked slowly down the quiet road. “Where do you live, Ty,” Cinda asked. “Down the road a couple of miles,” I replied, “just beyond the marina.” “You don’t live with Capt. Lew Walker, do you?” “Yeah, he’s my grandpa. I only met him yesterday, why?” “I’m havin’ second thoughts about defendin’ you, Ty. He’s the biggest racist in this parish.” “I can’t say anything about him good or bad. Like I said, I only met him yesterday and that was only because my mom decided to move here with her folks. Just because he thinks like that don’t mean that I do.” Doesn’t…Ty, not don’t. I may be black but that doesn’t mean I don’t know how to speak.” “Sorry,” I said with a laugh. “You sound like my mother.” Now it was Cinda’s turn to laugh. “I like you, Ty.” “I like ...