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

    exactly at the apex of my leap. It was a beautiful shot. We broke up into twos and threes for foul shots once it passed through the hoop. I was in the shower when Harden approached. “You embarrassed me!” “Yeah, I did, but I hope you realize you were set up.” He stood there his muscular black body slowly relaxing as he began to think. “What do you mean?” “How often do you plan offensive moves twenty feet from the basket? Not often I’d guess, while I live there. I’m a guard; you’re what…a power forward or a center? I’ll bet you usually work less than ten feet from the basket.” I extended my hand. “I’m Ty…Ty Feldner.” “Oh, fuck…I just realized who you are—the guy on that banner.” He laughed and I joined him until he extended his hand to meet mine. “Glenn.” We shook and washed up. Fifteen minutes later I was on my way back to Cinda, dinner, and a long evening of study followed by my favorite activity of the day—making love to my beautiful wife. Over the next week I worked my way up to the first team; Glenn’s progress mirrored mine. We worked very well together, as though we could read each other’s mind. I realized that my days of averaging more than thirty a game were behind me. The players in Division 1 were much bigger, stronger, quicker and more highly skilled than almost anyone I had faced in high school. Instead, I worked to make my teammates better, penetrating and dishing off for easy layups. I thought I was doing well when the head coach pulled me aside. “Ty, we didn’t ...
    recruit you just to pass. I want to see you shoot more. You’re giving up a lot of open shots I’m sure you can make. Don’t be afraid to take them.” I shrugged my shoulders and returned to the drill. Everett was the point guard, handling the ball much of the time. We ran the offense and I saw an open lane to the basket. Two quick dribbles and I went up for a short floater. I tried it again and when the defense closed on me I easily bounce passed for layups, Glenn being the recipient both times. Glenn and I were in the shower later when he commented, “Damn, Ty—you have the most complete game of anyone I’ve ever played with or against. It’s a helluva lot better playing with you than against, that’s for damned sure.” He clapped me on the back, almost dislocating my shoulder, before we returned to the task at hand. CHAPTER 22 I had put the incident at the Mixer out of my mind when Cinda once again had trouble. We were at the student union Saturday afternoon and I had just gone to get some soda refills. The football team had just won again with Monroe running for almost 200 yards and catching a screen pass for a long touchdown. I saw the same guy approach Cinda and heard him while I was returning to the table. “I got just what you need here, baby. That skinny white boy got nothing to compare to what I can give you.” He grabbed his crotch obscenely. I put the sodas down and was ready to take this guy apart right in public when Cinda rose and began to walk around him. I spun him around, ...
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