Craving the Forbidden (closed)

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Bella excitedly waited for her dad to finish loading everything into his truck.

“Bella!” Her father snapped her out of her daze. “Let’s get going.” He huffed.

“Ok dad.” She smiled.

“I can’t believe you’re so happy leaving me to go to college half way across the country.” He muttered before getting into the truck.

Her parents had gotten married young. At 21 to be exact. But they didn’t have her until they were 41. Because both of them had infertility problems they knew the chance of them having a child was low, but they still kept trying.

Eventually they were drained both emotionally and financially and had just started looking into adoption when her mom had gotten pregnant with her.

The doctors had warned them against carrying the child full term, of how the chances of both mother and child surviving were very low, but her parents disagreed saying that she was a miracle, and that miracle will keep them both safe. However when she was born her mother passed away.

After all the struggles and sacrifices he and her mother went through, to him she was everything. He would do anything for her. And that’s why she hopes he won’t be too mad when she manages to get into his best friends bed.

Brian.

Just thinking about him made her legs clench. Now at 59 there wasn’t anything ideally physically attractive about him, but it’s the way he acts that makes her crave him so much. Besides her dad, he’s the only man she’s been around a lot in her life.

Back then he used to live in the same town as her and so he was around all the time. To her, he was another father.

But as she grew up, her feelings started to change. Whenever he would compliment her she wanted more. Whenever he would look at her, she would want to seem as a woman in his eyes. She started wearing revealing clothes in front of him and would find any reason she could to touch him.

One time she heard him and her dad talking about his ideal woman. He mentioned a flexible woman would be fun in bed so she started gymnastics. It was difficult for someone so curvy but she did it for him.

But he never seemed to see her as anything more than a daughter. Two years ago, when she was 16 he moved away. And that’s why she worked hard to get into this college.

Now at 18, she’s determined she’ll work her way to him. She looks better than ever and she’s gotten pretty flexible, although she isn’t sure what else he likes. But she’ll work with what she has until she can have him.

“Bella, we’re here.” Her dad said, interrupting her thoughts.

She stepped out of the truck when someone grabbed her from behind wrapping their arms around her waist and hugging her tightly.

“Thank you for helping her move in Brian.” I heard my dad say.

And all I could think was, I hope he’s getting a good view down my dress, I’ll make sure he gets more.
 
When I got the email, I was surprised.

I'd known Jack and Ellen most of their lives. We'd pretty much grown up together, even attended college together.

It was obvious Ellen was more into Jack than me, but that was okay. We'd tried dating a couple times in high school, but we just never hit it off in that way.

So, several years later, I was their best man. When they announced they were pregnant, after trying again and again, until it seemed it would never happen, I was as happy as they were.

Yeah, there were times I felt like I was imposing. I had my flings, but they never took. Not that I was against commitment, but it just seemed like the relationship fairy pointed her wand at me and said, "Not you."

So, as long as Jack and Ellen didn't mind, I was "Uncle Brian" to their daughter. I was at most of her big milestones, and it was rewarding - and more than a little unnerving - to watch her grow up.

I tried like hell not to let my imagination run away too much when I was around her, and it was disappointing - and more than a little bit of a relief - when my job transferred me three states over. I wouldn't be there to see her grow up anymore, but... I wouldn't be there to see her grow up anymore.

So when I got the message saying Bella was coming to attend the local college near me, I was elated and terrified.

Still, I offered the apartment over my garage at a far fairer rate than R&B would have been on-campus. It was an offer that was enthusiastically and gratefully accepted.

So when Jack pulled up with the pickup full of Bella's belongings, my heart began to pound, especially when the new resident of that apartment stepped down from the cab.

Oh. My. Fucking. God.

Bella had been stunning as a teen. She was a wet dream at 18. The clothes she wore were what every woman her age was wearing, but only a fraction of them could have pulled it off with quite the same effect. Still, she didn't act like she was all that, which made her even more attractive, in my eyes.

I helped unpack, wishing there was an elevator after about four trips up the stairs with arms full, but after a while, the truck was empty and boxes litered the apartment floor.

"So, Jack, you got time for a bite or you need to get back right away?"

My friend said he didn't need to get on the road again till morning, so I took them to a restaurant I liked...
 
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He took us out to get lunch and I ate, albeit sulky. I’d dressed up so nice, went an extra mile with my makeup, did my hair and everything. But he didn’t even seem to notice. Just one little comment about how I look nice and that’s it.

I want to make a move, do something to let him know I’m not still the little girl he thinks I am, but to be honest I’m scared to do anything while dads still here. I’m worried he’ll catch on and ruin everything.

“So Bella, do you have a boyfriend now?” Uncle Brian asked.

“You know I’d never let her date those pathetic little boys. She deserves a man who treats her right. I’ve told her of how she should wait until she graduates college to find the perfect man. She hasn’t even been on a single date before.” Dad bragged. I fumed silently on the inside.

I was going to lie and say I’ve been on a few dates and whatnot. Now I just look like an inexperienced little kid. He’d be very hesitant if he was the one who would be my first kiss and everything.

“Listen to your dad. He’s right. You shouldn’t trust those college boys.” Uncle Brian remarked.

“Don’t worry, I’m into older men anyways.” I said coyly.

For a moment, everyone was silent, before a cold voice broke the silence.

“What? Have you been with any older men? Did anyone harass you? Someone your age doesn’t get attracted to older men for no reason.” Dad started to worry.

I looked to Uncle Brian for help, who quickly swooped in and managed to calm him down. We continued eating silently and went back home. Dad went straight to the guest bedroom, while I plopped down on the couch.

I guess he won’t have a good reaction when he finds out about Uncle Brian and me. But that just makes me want him more.

From the exhaustion, I just dozed off.
 
As we ate, out of the corner of my eye, I saw Bella was upset about something. I had no idea what she had to be upset about, but what guy ever knew why a woman was upset, particularly one Bella's age? I wanted to tell her she looked like sex on a stick, but christ, would I sound like an old pervert if I did that. Besides, Jack would have given me one in the mouth if I talked like that to her. So I sufficed with a weak, "You look very nice," and let it go at that.

When I asked about a boyfriend. I was surprised how quick Jack jumped all over that. I didn't realize how protective he'd gotten since I'd gone.

I was floored when Bella snapped back that she was into older men. She might have only said that in response to her dad's vehemence, but regardless, the notion lit a fire in my pants.

Her reply got the reaction she'd intended, because Jack went ballistic, to which Bella looked over at me pleadingly.

"Calm down, Jack. She's only trying to get a rise out of you."

'She sure as fuck got one out of me,' streaked through my mind, but I sure as hell wasn't going to say that out loud.

Jack grumbled but finally sat back, his face going back to its normal color.

The rest of the meal was quiet. Bella's dad was apparently having an awful time with the thought of her not under his jurisdiction once he left.

When we got back to my place, Jack stormed up to the guest bedroom and slammed the door. I can only assume he fell asleep because he didn't turn up the rest of the night.

Bella conked out on the couch. Her little dress had fallen to where one breast was nearly exposed and one thigh was bare to the leg seam of her panties. She wasn't really showing anything, but it'd been a while since I'd gotten laid, and it was getting to the point where the internet was getting boring, if you can believe that. This was real. If I reached out, I could touch it. If I got to the wet, squishy bits, I could fuck it.

I was SO fucking hard...

Goddamn it, no! This was Bella, for chrissakes! She was damn near my own daughter. Up until a couple years ago, I'd raised her almost as much as Jack had. She'd never forgive me if I did something... or if she caught me standing there watching her sleep, sporting a raging hard-on! And if Jack caught me, after his tirade earlier, I'd be surprised if he didn't try to kill me.

So, I quietly left the room and grabbed a cold shower while Bella and her dad slept...
 
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When I woke up it was well into the night. I guess the move really exhausted me. I stood up and looked around, but no one was in sight.

After sleeping for hours, I didn’t know if I could fall back asleep again, so I went to my room, changed, and started going through my phone, before I got an idea.

Since dad would’ve blown a fuse if I ever bought any lingerie, I never really bought anything. Besides there was no point when I don’t even get to go on any dates.

But now… I’ll be needing it. And besides, dad won’t find out unless Uncle Brian snitches on me. Which I highly doubt he would.

I hope he won’t.

I continued shopping online on my phone while I went out to get a snack when I bumped into something. My phone fell down on the ground.

I bent picking it up, and made sure I didn’t accidentally click on anything before looking back up to see what I’d bumped into.

Uncle Brian.

And he could see my phone screen clearly.

“Umm please don’t tell my dad.” I mumbled awkwardly, before turning around and going back to my room, snack be damned.

How am I supposed to seem like a women to Uncle Brian when I act like this? At this point, he’ll always see me as his daughter.
 
I heard movement well after dark. I was in my study, looking at porn. The cold shower hadn't done much to calm me down. My libido kept poking at me, "She's still down there, you know."

Anyhow, I heard something, so I pulled up my shorts and went to investigate. I assumed it was Bella, since I hadn't heard anybody come downstairs. Since the house was dark, I wanted to make sure she got to her room okay. Didn't want her tripping on something along the way, not having been here before.

I needn't have worried, because she was gone when I got to where I'd seen her earlier.

Stopping in the bathroom, I relieved myself, then decided to see if Bella was okay and headed outside.

When I got halfway across the driveway, I stopped. Bella was coming toward me, all her attention on her phone. I expected her to see me and veer off to one side, at least. However, she plowed right into me, her phone clattering to the pavement, bouncing off my shoe so it didn't shatter.

What shown on the screen very clearly, though, made my cock go hard once more.

Sexy lingerie. Not your everyday, wear to work around the house kind of stuff, but "I'm wearing this because I expect you to tear it off me before we fuck like animals in heat" outfits. My mind's eye immediately visualized Bella wearing the skimpy, lacy delight on the screen and I almost moaned.

She muttered something about her dad, but my pulse was thundering in my ears, so I only barely heard anything. After saying that, she turned and dashed back up the stairs to her apartment.

I stood there a few seconds, stunned. Then, I got my reasoner working and realized: for all Jack's sheltering, our Bella was no longer a little girl with little girl thoughts. She sure as fuck no longer had a little girl's body. Why wouldn't she have a woman's tastes and desires go with that?

Slowly, I made my way up the stairs. At the top, I knocked gently on the door. "You okay in there?" My concern for her overrode my propriety, because I forgot I was still sporting a hard-on behind some pretty thin gym shorts...
 
I quickly slid my phone under my pillow, not wanting to be reminded of that embarrassing moment.

“I’m fine. Thanks for checking up on me.” I hesitated for a moment, before continuing on. “Would you coming in for a moment Uncle Brian?” I asked.

After the door opened, I stood up immediately and started fidgeting.

“Well, I want to start off by apologizing. It’s been less than a day since I moved in, and I’ve already been such a bad guest. At the restaurant where I made dad mad, falling asleep during the day in the living room, and just being such a mess overall.” I shrugged, looking down awkwardly.

“You’ve seen me grow up. I’m not like that. It’s just been a very stressful day for me. I want you to know that I’ll be a good roommate and not like how I’ve been today.” I looked up.
 
I started in as I spoke. Bella hid her phone as I entered. I hoped to see more of the kind of slinky nothings she might be interested in. Oh well.

When she invited me in, I stepped in fully, letting the door click quietly shut behind me. It was then I remembered my erection. At first, I started to cover it, but that would for sure draw attention to it. So, I opted to hope she just didn't notice, unlikely that might be.

She apologized to me, as if she had anything to apologize about. Her gaze wasn't on me while she spoke. However, just as she claimed she was going to be better than she'd been during the day, her face rose and her eyes scanned my body...

Again, my first impulse was to cover myself but again, then she'd know for sure, so I clung to hope...
 
As I looked up at him, I noticed something odd about his stance, and it was when I started scanning him that I noticed.

His erection.

I almost smirked then and there. Finally I get to see something.

But then I had to remind myself I probably wasn’t the cause of it. My eyes quickly snapped back up when I realized he’d probably feel awkward if he sees me staring like that, after all he sadly still sees me as a daughter. But I’ll make sure to change that.

“Um, so can I make it up to you somehow for today?” I bit my lip, wondering what he’ll say.
 
She saw.

Of course she saw. How could she miss it? Her eyes seemed to linger maybe just a little longer than necessary before her attention went right to my face.

Then she asked if there was some kind of amends she could make for her behavior. Then that lip thing... that fucking lip thing. God...

I felt a gob of pre-cum squeeze from the tip of my cock as I stood there, trying to be innocent.

'Fucking suck my cock'.

'Let me jack off on your tits.'

'Show me your pussy.'

And dozens of other really inappropriate things roared through my mind. I was sure I now had a wet spot n the front of my shorts, but was afraid to look.

And somehow, I got the impression Bella was testing me. She'd seen my hard-on. She wasn't offended by it. If anything, I think she was even turned on, at least if her nipples were any indication. God, I wanted her to touch my cock, but instead, I took a potentially less risky chance...

"Can you show me what you've been looking at on your phone?"
 
“Oh, I didn’t really do anything all that interesting, but I guess if you really want to then…” I shrugged, before reaching over and getting the phone out from under my pillows.

I felt my face flush as I unlocked it and handed it over to him.

“You see, at the restaurant when I said I’m into older men… there’s a specific older man I’m interested in. I wanted to buy this to wear it in front of him. So can you tell me which ones I look the best in, please?” I asked, hoping it wasn’t real obvious that it’s him.
 
I couldn't keep my eyes off Bella's ass as she bent over to retrieve her phone. How I wanted to flip the hem of her skirt up and bury my face in her ass and pussy, but I kept my hands to myself and let her hand the phone to me.

As I took it, she admitted she truly was into older men, an admission that just made me squirt more pre-cum into my shorts. She then asked me which things I thought she could turn him on most in.

Scrolling through, I couldn't believe I was doing this. Jack would kill me if he knew I was aiding and abetting Bella in this. Still...

"You would look spectacular in any of this," I admitted, "but for starters, you can never go wrong with a garter belt and stockings." I showed her a set that particularly made my cock throb, then scrolled to a lacy bra and panty set that matched. "And this would go perfectly with it.

"Just remember, you put the panties on after the garter belt. That way, if there's any action to be had, you can just remoce the panties and you don't have to mess with the garters at all."

I finally heard what I was saying and almost stopped. Still, she'd asked for my help, and I'd offered.

"And I don't know a man alive who doesn't like seeing his woman in a bustier or corset." I showed her a couple that I particularly liked.

Handing her back the phone, I said, "That's one man's opinion. Whoever you're thinking of showing that off to's a lucky guy."

My cock was still hard. I wanted her to notice. To really notice. I wanted her to stare at it and not turn away. I wanted to be the man she was lingerie shopping for. I wanted to admire her in the outfits I'd just shown her.
 
“It’s adorable how you’re calling yourself a lucky man.” I giggled, before tossing the phone back onto my bed.

“I’ll make sure to buy everything you recommended, and then I’ll model it for you.” My eyes landed on his cock.

“If I even manage to turn on you, who’s sees me as a daughter, then I’ll be able to turn on that man. It’ll be a good test.” I teased with a smile.

I then walked up and wrapped my arms around his neck, pressing myself against his hard cock.

“Use me. Imagine me in everything you chose as you take care of your… problem.” I whispered.

I suddenly realized I might have went too far and quickly stepped back.

“Um, so yeah. I’ll let you know when they arrive and model it for you if you’re interested.” I say.
 
I was turned on and confused at the same time. The way Bella was talking, it sounded like I was the guy she was interested in. But then, she'd interject a comment that sort of contradicted that, so I couldn't be sure. When she suggested I use a visual of her as stroke material, I hesitated.

"Wait, you mean you want me to masturbate to thoughts of you?" Suddenly, I couldn't think of anything I wanted more. Her body against mine felt incredible, and the way she pressed against my hard-on made me ooze still more pre-cum into my shorts. For a second, I almost asked if I could jerk off for her right then and there. Aside from the lingerie, I woudn't have to imagine a thing.
 
That was a dangerous question. I find it difficult to tell what is his limit.

Now I know that he isn’t completely immune to me, I just decided to take the risk. If he gets offended I can always lie that I was kidding and laugh it as a joke.

“I mean look at me,” I waved a hand from my face all the way past my waist. “not as Bella, your best friends daughter who you’ve known all of her life.” I tried to control my excitement.

“Instead see me as a random eighteen year old girl, and then imagine me in the garter belt and stockings you mentioned, in that lacy bra and panty set, in those bustiers and corsets.” I stepped closer to him again, placing my lips against his ear.

“If you’re having trouble imagining me as is, I can show you what’s under my clothes.” I whispered in a sultry tone, my fingers playing with my top button before popping it open.
 
She wasn't pussyfooting around. When Bella took a pose and started to come on to me, I no longer wondered who the lucky bastard was she wanted the lingerie for. I was elated, aroused and terrified at the prospect that this vision wanted me, a guy who'd been there for her potty training, for crissake.

Still, this was decidedly not that little girl. Not anymore. And what she'd turned into... no wonder her dad was as possessive as he was.

I was sweating, my cock was hard and aching, heart pounding so hard I could feel it in my ears. She wanted me. Fuck me if I didn't want her. Did I want to jeopardize all those years of friendship with Jack? This wasn't a one-sided deal. Of course, he'd never believe she wanted an old fucker like me, regardless what she'd said at the restaurant that afternoon...

"Show me," I finally croaked out...
 
I couldn’t help the surprise that was probably showing on my face. I didn’t expect him to actually accept it. After all, I’d tried years and years but he never even seemed to notice me.

I slowly unbuttoned my blouse, keeping my eyes on him. My blouse fell off my shoulders, revealing my breasts encased in my white cotton bra.

Then I slid down my black nightwear skirt, it pooling around my ankles.

Standing in front of him in a pair of white cotton bra and panties, I felt embarrassed. If I’d known that I’d be standing in front of him like this, I would’ve secretly bought me lingerie sooner.

I nervously unclasped my bra and let it fall to the floor. Finally I hooked my fingers onto my wet panties and slid it down, before stepping out of it.

Standing in front of him, I asked, “Do you see it now?” Then I turned around and let him admire my backside too.

“Now can you see me in everything you chose?” I asked softly.
 
I couldn't help but smile at her reaction. Apparently Bella hadn't expected me to call her on what I thought might be a bluff. I wouldn't have bern surprised if she'd have suddenly gone all shy on me and refused.

But when she recovered from her brief surprise, she locked a sultry gaze on me and continued what she's started moments earlier. In what seemed to be hours, her top fluttered to the floor, leaving her in what was an everyday, utilitarian bra, but given the situation, it was sexy as hell, made moreso by the erect nipples hidden behind it.

Her skirt joined the top on the floor, and for a few seconds she let me get an eyeful of her in bra and panties.

I practically willed her to keep going, but would have been satisfied if she'd have chickened out and wouldn't go any further.

Go further she did, though. Soon, she stood there nude, perfect full breasts, unaffected as yet by the pull of gravity, standing proud and delectable before me, neatly trimmed pussy bush on full display.
When she turned to give me the full effect, stopping to wiggle her round gorgeous ass at me, I couldn't help but moan.

"Can you see me in everything you chose?" she asked when she faced me again.

"Oh yes," I told her. "I can hardly wait," I replied, stepping in and pressing my still-covered erection against her as I placed my hands on her shapely hips.
 
I ground myself against him.

“I’m helping you out, aren’t I? So why don’t you give me a treat. Masturbate in front of me?” I asked boldly.

I stepped out of his hold before plopping down on the bed.

“It isn’t fair that I’m the only naked one here, don’t you think?” My eyes scanned up his delectable frame.

“It’s your choice of course.” I stretched my arms above my head, my breasts rising as if it’s an offering.

“If you need any help with getting out of your clothes, you know I’m here for you Uncle Brian.” When there still wasn’t any response from him I frowned.

“Do you need more than that?” I got off my bed and walked up to him again.

“Whatever you want from me now, tell me and it’s yours uncle.” I said in anticipation, as I waited for him.
 
For a moment, I was sure what I wanted. When Bella stepped out of my hold, that surety turned to confusion. The most perfect woman I'd ever known was nude before me and wanted me. Why did I hesitate?

For some time, I stood there, my mind awhirl, eyes unable to turn from the beauty before me.

"For years I've loved you. Sometimes, I think I've loved you more than your father. At times, he's blamed you for your mother's death, even as he knew it was due to their decision to continue trying to have children as they got older."

As I spoke, I slowly removed my shirt, tossing it on the pile with Bella's clothes.

"They knew her age made pregnancy more of a chance, both for the baby and the mother, but when you were on the way, all they could think of was how heaven had smiled on them finally, after so many years of trying."

I kicked off my shoes, leaving them laying with everything else.

"When you came, they were elated. For all the doom and gloom, you were perfect and healthy, everything they'd ever wanted. I got to hold you after your dad finally was willing to give you up.

"While you were healthy, beautiful and strong, the ordeal of your birth took a heavy toll on your mom. She gave you your name. It was her grandmother's, but you probably already knew that. She looked at you like the miracle you were and are. Not long after, her weakness got worse. The hospital did everything they could, but she'd given all her strength to you."

Any other time, this story would have been weird, awkward, especially given Bella was nude and I wore only a thin pair of pre-cum stained shorts, which I stepped out of while I continued.

"Your dad did everything he could for you. He asked me if I could help, me being his and your mother's closest friend, as close to a second father as I could be. So I did what I could, watching you grow, protecting you when possible, helping your father when grief and the pressure got to be too much.

"As you got older, I saw the woman you would become and was proud and more than a little leery of the feelings that were developing in me. You were too young, so I started to distance myself from you. Not that I'd have done anything had I stayed, but the transfer to here made all that easier to deal with.

"Now here you are. A woman at last. You're as beautiful as I always knew you'd be. Your mother would be proud of you."

I wasn't sure if I'd ruined whatever mood we had started, but for some reason, that long speech decided it needed to come out at that particular time. We were both nude, and I felt no self-consciousness about it. I wasn't sure if the springs that had been tightening previously had unwound, but I had a feeling things with Bella and I were going to be different from now on...
 
I stared in silence, a lot going through my mind.

My father blamed me at times?

He had feelings for me even before now?

He believes my mom would be proud of me?

“Thank you Uncle Brian, I don’t know what I’d do without you.” I hugged him, my bare body against his.

“Me and dad are so lucky to have you in our lives. I want you to know that. You’re important to us. To me. I don’t know what our future will be like. But I just know that you’ll always be special to me. You are a perfect special man and you deserve the best of everything, whatever it is that you want.” I leaned in and kissed him.
 
The mood was definitely different than it had started. Bella's responses were everything I'd hoped.

When she came up and threw her arms around me, her luscious, soft curves pressing against my body, my body woke up again. When she kissed me, my cock said it was over the maudlin stuff.

I pulled Bella in close. I no longer had to worry that she was too young. Oh, I knew there were plenty of folks out there who'd say otherwise, but she was old enough now to make her own decisions. Her decision was me. The thought made my cock stiffen once more. I kissed longer and harder, my tongue slipping into her mouth. It was a lovers' kiss, not the chaste kisses I'd given her the last eighteen years.

While I was ready to fuck her, eat her, make her scream, squirm and squirt, I had to remember her father was in the spare room upstairs, which was only fifteen feet or so from where we happened to be right at the moment.

When our lips parted, I looked down into Bella's beautiful eyes and asked, "You still want to watch me stroke myself?"
 
I bit my lip and watched with surprised, before I nodded.

Besides porn, I’d never seen that before. And I’ve definitely never seen a guy do that in front of me.

And to think it’s the man I’ve been lusting after For years…

Yeah I wanted to see that!

“I’d love to see you do that.” I answered shyly.

Uncle Brian pulled away from me, and I leaned back, watching in anticipation to see what he’d do.
 
I couldn't remember ever jerking off for an audience before. Oh, I'd been caught. What guy hasn't, at some point in his life. This was the first time it'd been requested, and enthusiastically. Bella actually wanted to see it, and because of that, I couldn't imagine not doing it for her.

I let her get comfortable. It probably wouldn't take long, but it'd be longer as long as she wasn't an active participant. If she was touching me, all bets were off.

"You do realize, I'm going to want you to masturbate for me, once I'm done," I told Bella as I wrapped my fingers around my not-inconsiderable erection and began slowly stroking, my eyes locked on the nude beauty before me...
 
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