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

    ready to take his head off, when he reached out to Cinda’s breast. I stood with him eye to eye, angry enough to kill. “Listen, asshole—I’ll take you apart bit by bit if I ever see you near my wife again. You may think you’re hot stuff, but I’ve put down much bigger people than you. I’d say “men,” but you’re obviously not much of a man. Find some single girl to annoy. C’mon, Cinda.” I led her out to the parking lot. She was heading home; I was en route to Home Depot before returning to take Monroe and Juanita out for dinner again. I kissed her good-bye at the Beemer and walked to my truck. Once again, I put that asshole out of my head. Cinda drove straight home, not noticing the rusty old pickup that followed her. She pulled into and parked in the driveway. Cinda had just opened the door and turned off the alarm when she felt an arm wrap around her waist and another over her mouth. “Now I’m going to give you what you deserve, you fucking cock tease. You’ll enjoy the last minutes of your life wrapped around my cock before I squeeze the life out of…ARRGGGHHH…OWWWWWW!” Fred had just come around the corner and launched himself at Cinda’s assailant, burying his fangs in his arm. Shaking his head ripped open a deep wound in the attacker. Fred moved back then jumped again, biting farther up the man’s forearm. The bite forced him back and as he turned around toward the door Fred bit his calf, puncturing a vein. His blood poured onto the floor as he began to run out the door. Fred was ...
    about to give chase until he heard Cinda, “FRED! STAY!” She had fallen to the floor gasping and shaking as she pulled Fred to her. I had just begun my shopping when my cell rang. Cinda was rambling something terrible between gasps and sobs; it was clear that she was terrified. “Call the police, Cinda. I’ll be there as soon as I can.” I raced back to my truck and sped to the house, breaking every traffic law imaginable on the way. Parking on the street I ran to the house past the police cars in the driveway. “Hold it, buddy—you can’t go in there. It’s a police matter.” “I live here,” I explained. “It’s my wife that was attacked.” He allowed me to enter once I had showed my ID, warning me to stay away from the blood and not to touch anything in the hallway. I walked in cautiously and was almost stopped again when Cinda ran to me, burying her head in my shoulder as she bawled and gasped. “Fred…saved me, Ty. I had just…walked in…when he…when he grabbed me. He covered my mouth…so I couldn’t scream. Fred bit him—twice, I think…in his arm and once…in his leg. Thank God Fred was here. He was going to rape…and kill me.” I held her even more tightly, my hand clutching her head-- allowing her to work her way through the ordeal. Finally, I led her to the couch. I petted Fred’s head and rubbed his ears once I was seated. “Good boy, Fred. You saved Cinda. You deserve a treat.” I continued to pet him for more than ten minutes to reinforce his good behavior. Finally, the detectives arrived ...
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