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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

taking great care of you, but this is too much; a BMW, for cryin’ out loud.” Almost anyone else might have used profanity, but I’d never once heard Monroe swear. Cinda drove us out for dinner and then we headed back to the house where Cinda thanked me again and again until I couldn’t get it up. That was after almost two straight hours of glorious sex. We had laughed at Monroe and Juanita last weekend; now it was their turn. I could barely walk the following morning. CHAPTER 21 Orientation Week was here before we realized. We skipped some of the activities like the campus tour, but did take placement exams in English, math, and Spanish. I wasn’t surprised to learn that both of us were exempted from Freshman English. I qualified for advanced math and would start Spanish at level four. Cinda had to take basic math, but would start Spanish at level three. Overall, we were quite satisfied. Then we went to the Freshman Mixer. It was Cinda’s idea. To say the arena was crowded would have been an understatement. I escorted both Cinda and Juanita although I could barely understand why we were there. “We should try to meet our classmates, Ty.” That’s what Cinda had told me, but all we met were a bunch of horny guys who were less than pleased to learn that Cinda was married and Juanita going steady with a star on the football team. Truthfully, all the guys took the rejection well except one black kid who wouldn’t leave Cinda alone. I finally stopped his advances by suggesting that we ... go home. Cinda agreed. I couldn’t believe that the guy followed us all the way to my truck. I was just about to challenge him, but Cinda stopped me. In retrospect a good beating and a few broken bones might have been best. I still remembered many of my karate moves even though I hadn’t taken any lessons in more than two years. Classes went well; we studied for hours every day just as we had done in high school, and we went to every home football game, sitting at the forty yard line about twenty rows up rather than at the goal line with the other students. I had bought four season tickets so Juanita and Momma could join us. We cheered as Monroe had one outstanding game after another. We usually took them out to dinner after before retiring to our home with Monroe and Juanita enjoying each other in our second bedroom. Basketball practice began in mid-October with a midnight practice which was mostly a show for the fans. We finished in less than an hour having done only the most basic drills. I showed up the following afternoon and was almost dressed when a big guy, at least six foot eight and 230 pounds walked over. I thought he was going to introduce himself, but instead he ran his mouth in an attempt to embarrass me. “You’re okay at making layups, white boy, but today you’re going to get your ass kicked. You up against the big boys now. You might as well go home before you get hurt.” He began to laugh as I walked off to the trainer to have my ankles taped. I saw Coach Beamon ...