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


    Date: 1/6/2016, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Oral Sex, Pregnant, Romance, Author: senorlongo, Rating: 92.7, Source: sexstories.com

    Ty and Cinda face new adventures--some good and some bad--in college, cementing their relationship forever. Mom and Dad were up early Saturday morning to see us off. We refused breakfast, telling them we preferred to stop after a few hours for a break. It was almost 5:30 when we hugged and kissed them good-bye and climbed into the truck, Fred with his head out Cinda’s window. I stopped at the end of the driveway to allow a big semi to pass then turned to look at her. “You ready?” “You going to be with me?” “Every step of the way!” “Then bring it on, world!” She gave me a quick kiss then Cinda held my hand tightly as we moved forward eagerly into a bold new chapter in our lives. CHAPTER 18 I closed the window once we were on the interstate to protect Fred’s eyes. Even a fly or a mosquito could blind him at highway speed. He laid his head on Cinda’s shoulder, instead satisfying himself with her petting in lieu of the wind in his face. Traveling with Fred slowed us down considerably. We stopped roughly every two hours so I could walk Fred on his leash while Cinda used the facilities. Then she gave him a bowl of water. I always bought a Coke or gas in appreciation for allowing us to use their property. Cinda and I had joined AAA, primarily for this trip. I had a Trip-Tik map and a series of guide books to help us find a pet-friendly motel. We stopped after driving a bit over 400 miles, going to a sandwich shop--one that had picnic tables outside—so we didn’t have to leave Fred ...
    in the hot truck. He sat quietly never begging or whining for food. I had trained him as a puppy to be patient; he knew he’d be fed once we returned to the motel. I had learned early on that dogs are people magnets. Fred always attracted people—children especially, and attractive women, too whenever and wherever we stopped. I welcomed the children who always wanted to pet Fred; I had no interest in the women even though Fred enjoyed the attention. Cinda and I showered together in the tub, the shower curtain, something we’d had limited experience with, barely giving us enough room to wash. On the other hand, I enjoyed the constant touch of Cinda’s tight body against mine. Even after all this time we were thrilled being together, touching and loving each other every bit as much as our first time back in Cinda’s room. We were tired, but Cinda and I were never too tired for each other. I fell onto the bed and a second later a giggling Cinda covered my body with hers. “I know you’re beat, Ty; why don’t you let me do the work tonight?” Leaning down she kissed me with her usual tenderness and even more love as her inquisitive tongue explored my mouth. Cinda loved to hold my head, gripping my unruly hair in her surprisingly strong hands as she mashed her lips into mine and slid her tongue into my welcoming mouth. She rubbed her breasts into my chest, swirling her swollen nipples through my sparse hair. Here I was—a nineteen year old—and I still shaved about once a week. Kenny told me ...
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