Forbidden Love

by Aiden

12 May 2017 6778 readers Score 8.6 (101 votes) PDF Mobi ePub Txt


I found this site a few weeks ago and have enjoyed the stories in it. This is the second story I have submitted. The first, Room 224 was well received. Thank you all for that. Please take the time to let me know if you enjoyed this one as well! 

Enjoy,

Aiden


As he walks in the room he rotates his shoulders trying to loosen the tension of the day. It’s about six o clock it the evening and he is trying to prepare himself for the guests that are about to arrive. The dinner had been scheduled for about two weeks and anyone who was anyone would be there. Joseph could hear the china and the silverware clinging as the servants were setting the table. 

The smell of warm bread filled the air and it brought him back to his childhood and Mother’s fresh homemade bread fresh just out of the brick oven. A much simpler time, he didn’t have the responsibilities and the financial strain he feels building in his shoulders every day. Those shoulders bear a heavy burden of a dead marriage he has never fit into and a son he could never seem to connect with.

A knock at the bedroom door startles him back into this world. “Come in!” he grumbled expecting to see his wife stroll in. He was very relieved as a beautiful red haired maid opened the door. 

“The misses would like to know how long it will be before you are ready to come down.” the pretty little servant probed as she stood in the doorway with the sunlight bouncing off of dust in the air around her like stars floating in the heavens.

He replied somewhat hesitantly, “Tell her I will be down directly after my bath.” And he continued, “Please see that Isabelle is instructed to draw my bath.”

“Yes Sir,” she nodded, “I will see that your request is delivered personally..”  As she nodded, turned and started out the door, his eyes following her and watching her ass wiggle as she exited into the hallway and disappeared down the stairs.

Starting to undress as he awaited word that his bath was ready, he stared at himself in an oval mirror encased in mahogany wood. Looking deep into his own eyes he allowed himself to again drift back to the simple life of childhood. 

Oh how much he missed climbing trees and catching frogs, the feel of that cold spring water on his legs as he splashed around. He could hear the birds singing and squirrels arguing in the oak trees of the forest. He got so deep in his daydream that he didn’t hear me walk into the room.

I was young then, only nineteen years old and lived a very quiet life in his home. I felt very unnoticed by him, but I noticed him. I noticed the way his eyes snarled at his wife when her back was turned, I noticed the way he looked at handsome men when he thought no one was looking at him. The way he smelled after his bath, after he came home from afternoon hike, you know the smell, it was his cologne with just the right splash of musky body odor. 

At that I could feel my temperature rising, and my heart was climbing just as quickly. Slowly and quietly I moved towards him, knowing both his eyes were closed and he was expecting Isabelle to come up and draw his bath. He certainly wouldn’t expect to see me standing in the doorway looking at his broad shoulders and his ass, the way it was smooth and firm. I just wanted to reach out and touch him, I wanted to feel his skin on my hands, and wanted him to hold me. I needed him to embrace me and comfort me; I wanted him to know how I felt about him. I respected him, I trusted him, I loved him, but mostly I lusted for him.

After just a few more minutes of watching this fantasy I did it, I convinced myself that it would be ok to touch him. I laid my hands on his shoulders and started to rub them with strong secure hands yet so gentle also. I could feel him loosen up after a few minutes, like he knew who was there and was expecting my touch all along. I felt myself flush with excitement, could see the redness in my cheeks through the mirror to the left of his shoulder, as he was taller than I and I could not see over, so I knew he was unable to see who was comforting him. I could see his eyes slowly open and starting at the ceiling lights he slowly tilted his head down with a curiosity about who was making him feel so relaxed.

I watched his eyes focus on me and for a second I could feel his strong muscles tense under my touch. “Shh, relax,” I whispered. “Let me take your tension away. I have been watching you for a while, I see the uneasiness and the strain you are under...Just close your eyes, and let me take that from you.”

As he started loosening back up and relaxing I rubbed the base of his neck and slowly moved down the center of his spine feeling each knot of tension and working them as I went. Slowly I watched his tension melt into my hands as my passion built up and stirred inside of me. I have lusted and loved this man for going on four years now, soon after he took me in off the street. 

As I floated into my fantasy, I could feel my member harden with the fire of passion. Slowly I glided my hands softly down his side feeling his skin rise in goose bumps, and feeling him shutter under my touch. I reached the place on his side where his pants would have started if he wasn’t standing there in front of me naked. I rounded my finger tips slowly into the small of his back as I lightly touched my lips to his spine just between his shoulder blades, and slowly kissing out to his side. As I rounded his side I turned my eyes from this rippling muscles in the mirror and looked into his eyes as he watched me moistening his skin with every warm passionate kiss. 

Slowly I looked away from the mirror and stood behind him. Pulling his back closely and tightly against my chest and holding him tight allowing him to feel the heat of my cock pushing against his ass, and rubbing his chest and down his tight abdomen until my fingers felt the softness of his pubic hair.

Gently grasping his erect penis in my hand I pull away and move in front of him looking into his eyes as I moved. Oh my God I am now standing face to face with the man I have been infatuated with for years, I never expected to get here, and the feelings flooding my body, the love, the passion, the lust was more than I ever thought possible. And for some reason I looked at him and knew in my heart, mind and hand that was sharing these feelings.

Bending down to reach my young lips, he took his strong hands and put them on my face so tenderly and sweetly and softly pressed his lips against mine. I could feel my heart pounding in my ears and my chest as I felt his heartbeat though his fingertips into my scalp, and they were beating as one. I tilted my head to the side and he followed my lead and we let our passion explode from our hearts into each other through the touch of our lips as our tongues danced a brand new lover’s dance. 

Pulling away from our first kiss, I opened my eyes to see the safety of his smiling eyes looking at me. I knew it was the most perfect time for my next move. Wanting to be here in this moment for so many years, I had to be sure that this was right, and it felt so right. I slowly took my hand from caressing his staff and put it on his cheek leaving the other in the small of his back just above his tight round ass, looking into his warm blue eyes, I moved my hand from his chiseled face and began to glide it south, down his neck, through his thick hairy chest, as I got there I took his nipple in my mouth and started to tease it with my tongue. 

Abruptly, I took my mouth off of his chest I started to move down again with my hand only this time I followed with my mouth also leaving light damp places down the center of his belly. My hands were curiously exploring the core of this rock hard man’s body, his chest and sides, his abs all so tight and defined, I feel myself longing to take him in my mouth.

As I lightly rested to my knees looking up at him smiling down on me, I put my hand at the base of his cock, and tilted my head to the side slightly opening my mouth I put my moist lips on the side of his shaft and kissed from my starting point to the head of his love muscle. Starting with a couple light kisses, I gazed up into his eyes as and softly engulfed his cock with my mouth. One of my hands still securing him, while the other was rubbing the insides of his leg and fondling his balls.

I could hear him breathing heavily and sometimes letting out little sounds explaining the pleasure he was feeling without the use of words. As my mouth slid up and down his shaft, I used my supporting hand to gently stroke him up and down from the base to the point where my lips made contact with my hand and twisting as I moved back down. Switching hands I let my dry hand repeat the motions that were bringing him to sigh with heavenly delight, I took the hand that was wet with the saliva from my watering mouth, and gently spread his legs a little exposing the tender area around his hole. Using the wetness of my saliva I moisten his anus and rim him with my fingers. 

Feeling his acceptance through the tightening of his cock in my mouth, I slowly invaded his ass with my index finger and he let out a long deep moan. Gently I slid my finger in and out of his ass in the same tempo as my mouth and hand were milking his cock. My finger came across the gland that would bring his ecstasy to climax, I firmly stroke this prostate. As his knees quivered and his moans filled the silence I felt this staff start to grow just a little bigger as it started to throb in my mouth.

“ I know what to expect,” I thought to myself. I knew what was next as I started giraating my fingertip across this prostate and my lips working passionately to milk his cum from the balls that are now convulsing in my hand.As he moans “Ohhh, ahhh I’m cumin!” he grabbed my head and hair and gritted his teeth, he started forcing me to stop as he took control and fucked my mouth into the climax of his orgasm. 

Still letting out the sounds of pleasure as his sweet hot juices fill my mouth, I tried not to spill any out the corners of my mouth and took the cum of our passion all in, I noticed that there is some out one side of my mouth. Being sure that he was completely sucked dry, I pulled his softening staff out of my mouth and slowly stood back up. Now face to face with him, he leaned down and pressed his lips to mine again not caring that he just filled my mouth with his cum, then slowly he pulled back and seen the slight spillage and softly rubbed it from my chin and moved it with his finger to my mouth, I willingly accepted the last of his juices with my lips and allowed my tongue to be exposed as he wiped his finger off on my tongue and moved in to kiss me one more time, this time I knew he is tasting himself on me.

by Aiden

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