Shy Bunny Bella

Shy Bunny Bella - Pt. 02 - Poolside Temptations

Sun, skin, and secrets--temptation heats the water.

All characters are over 18, and every encounter is fully consensual.

Bruce was lifting weights in his home gym when he got his answer about Bella's body. Having only seen her in her baggy sweatshirt, he wondered if she inherited Rene's sexy body, or if she had a different sort of assets hidden under the bulky material. He was just finishing his set of dumbbell presses when Bella poked her head in the door of the room, looking timid.

"Bella," he said, setting his weights down. They weren't so heavy he needed to drop them. He was keeping fit, not bulking up. "I was just finishing up. Come on in, and you can have the place to yourself."

He stood up as Bella walked in dressed in a pair of sport shorts and matching sports bra, bubble-gum pink, of course, the same color as her hair, which was pulled up into a ponytail. Bruce stopped and gaped at the sight of Bella's petite, tight body and glorious tits. Rene had a rockin' body, Bruce thought, even at forty-something. Bella stood a couple inches shorter than Rene and had the same full chest and round ass. Since she was here in the gym, it was obvious she took care of her body.

Bruce had his answer. God, did he ever! And his gut twisted in a sense of guilt. It was his best friend's daughter, after all.

And it wasn't just her tits and ass. Her stomach was tight but not ripped. Her arms and legs were slender, toned, and smooth, and her shorts revealed the barest hint of camel toe in the gap between her thighs.

It was a good thing Bruce wore loose gym shorts, because he started getting hard.

Bella was also stunned into silence. Bruce worked out shirtless, and he observed that she gaped at his well-defined, hairless chest, his rounded shoulders, and his shapely biceps. He watched as she dropped her gaze lower, and Bruce's cock throbbed in his shorts at the glance... and Bella biting her bottom lip told him that she noticed the lurching.

They stood gazing lustfully at each other for a moment before Bruce was able to recover. "We have towels for the gym, too." He pointed to a set of cube shelves off to the side where white hand towels were rolled and stacked. "There's also a water cooler to refill your bottle so help yourself."

The room was the size of a small bedroom and filled with different pieces of equipment: a bench, a rack of dumbbells, a treadmill, and a machine for a variety of arm exercises, all of which was packed in a small 10' x 12' space. There wasn't much room to maneuver, but since it was usually just Bruce or Tara alone in the gym, it didn't really matter too much.

Bella took all this in, as well as Bruce's handsome form, and dropped her eyes, giving him a nervous smile. "Thank you," she whispered. "Tara said it was okay if I..." She gestured to the machines.

"Anytime, Bella," Bruce replied. He sidestepped around her between the bench and the treadmill, trying to get out of her way, but because of the close quarters, he ended up brushing against her, his rising erection scraping across her abdomen.

He instantly turned red. There was no way that she didn't feel that or know what it was.

Bella's eyes went wide at the sensation, and she looked down at Bruce's shorts, then back up to his eyes, a look of confused wonder on her face. After a brief moment, she turned away to hide her embarrassment and walked quickly to the water cooler where she began filling her water bottle, her back to Bruce.

"S-sorry, Bella," he stammered, trying to cover what they both just felt. "Help yourself... to anything." Awkwardly, he walked out of the room and hastened straight outside to the pool in an attempt to get away from the pink-haired temptation.

He barely took the time to turn on the jets and kick off his shoes before he dove into the cool water, dousing his thoughts and his boner. He swam several laps to clear his head, then pulled himself up to sit on the edge and leaned back to catch his breath. The warm morning sun dried his skin, and he closed his eyes to face its shine, hoping the light would cleanse his thoughts.

In spite of the workout, his hard-on hadn't subsided and now stood out even more in his sodden workout shorts. He couldn't get the images of Bella's tits or her camel toe out of his head or the feeling of her firm tummy as his dick graced her skin. And now, confronted with the prospect that he actually had her parents' permission, he couldn't help but be hard. And leaning back like this, his soaked shorts sticking to his skin, his cock stood proudly in his shorts.

Bruce considered how to proceed. On one hand, she was just a shy young woman, and he was some old guy, a relative stranger, but someone she would get to know over time. On the other hand, both he and Bella were aware of the potential of a more intimate relationship between them, and she seemed to welcome it, or at least be curious about it.

Bella was an adult,Bruce assured himself,and could make her own decision, on her own timeline. There was no rush, right?

Bruce's hard-on said otherwise.

He glanced up toward the window of the gym and saw Bella standing there, looking at him.

God...Bruce thought.She's fucking beautiful.Even though he may have been reluctant to admit his attraction to her because of her age, he could not help but want her.

After a few seconds, she realized Bruce was looking right at her. She straightened in shock and eyes went wide in surprise, the quintessential frightened Bunny. A moment later, she slowly relaxed but with an embarrassed smile on her face.

There was no denying she had been caught. There was no denying Bruce had as well. Understanding passed between them, through the window as they laughed at the situation. Though he couldn't hear it, he could tell Bella was actually laughing... out loud. Not the silent laughter he witnessed last night, but full-on giggles.

He, too, laughed uncomfortably knowing in this awkward, weirdly sexual way, the proverbial ice between them had broken.

* * * * * * * * * *

Since it was Saturday, they all decided on a pool day which consisted more of sunbathing and drinking than actual swimming. Most weekends were pool days for Bruce and Tara. This time, however, the couple was clothed, as were their friends. Rene and Tara lay face down on the loungers, their bikini tops unfastened to minimize tan lines while Tyler swam laps, and Bruce scrubbed down the hot tub.

The mini fridge was full, sandwiches were laid out on the table, and a pitcher of margaritas stood half-empty by sunbathing ladies. Who cared what time it was? Today was perfect for margaritas by the pool.

Early September, the temperature was still warm, but not unbearably hot, and the house blocked the cool sea breeze which constantly blew in the morning this close to the Pacific. It was a day made for peace and for pleasure.

Bella walked out of the house sporting a sleek, one-piece suit, the kind that Olympic swimmers used, but this one, of course, in bubble-gum pink. In addition, she sported a pair of pink bunny ears, bent in the same shape Hugh Hefner's models would wear every month. She placed her phone and earbuds on a lounger near her mother and kept walking toward the shed.

"How did the video work, Bunny? Morning light enough?" Rene asked without opening her eyes.

"Mmm-hmm," Bella replied, gazing at Bruce as she walked.

"Thanks for giving her the south-facing room," Rene said.

"You're welcome," Tara said, also without moving. "Glad it worked."

Bella emerged from the shed, hiding something behind her back. "Thirteen," she called as she walked back to her lounger, a shit-eating grin on her face.

Bruce just laughed as Bella showed him a regular water bottle instead of one of the beers, she claimed to steal. He watched her walk, admiring her lithe form, the shape of her rounded breasts, and the curve of her toned butt which hung halfway out of the high-cut suit. The ears completed the look as a Playboy centerfold. All she needed was the fluffy tail, and after what she told them about her costumes, he was sure she had a choice of several to choose from.

Tyler stopped swimming laps and watched his Bunny-stepdaughter sit on the lounger and apply sunscreen to her arms and legs. He looked over at Bruce and held two fingers over his head, mouthing the word, "Ears."

Bruce nodded and shrugged while Tyler silently applauded his friend. He finished cleaning the hot tub, checked the pH level, then walked over to his wife. He picked up a bottle of tanning lotion from one of the small patio tables and dribbled a bit on her back. Tara gasped as the cool liquid hit her sun-warmed skin and giggled as Bruce started massaging her back. He tossed the bottle to the approaching Tyler who started doing the same to Rene.

Adorned in sunglasses, Bella reclined on her back to enjoy the sun but brought the straps of her suit down to avoid tan lines on her shoulders at least. It pulled the top down just enough that Bruce could see the top curve of her breasts, and he found himself following the contours of those nubile orbs as they disappeared under the suit.

Bella smiled wryly, and he knew he had been caught ogling her... again. He chuckled and shook his head as he turned his attention back to Tara.

Her massage complete, Tara sat up, not worrying about covering up, but sat there, modest breasts on display as she leaned in and kissed Bruce, thanking him for the back rub. She grabbed her bikini top and margarita glass, stood up, then walked topless into the house, giving a little more sway to her hips as she walked away from the men. As she reached the doorway, she glanced over her shoulder to see both men watching her... as well as Bella from over the top of her sunglasses. She gave her admirers a teasing wave and went inside.

The day went on, leisurely and relaxed. They sunbathed, they drank, they ate, they swam, they talked, they drank some more, and eventually, a margarita-induced Tara and Rene stopped caring about covering up anything and stripped down to their nothings.

Rene looked over at Bella. "Is this okay, Bella?"

Bella just shrugged behind her sunglasses.

"You don't... have to," Tyler added. "Bruce and I will keep our suits on."

Bella turned to her stepdad, her expression unreadable behind the dark lenses. She shrugged again, the corner of her mouth sticking up just slightly, and lay back down on her lounger.

Tyler looked over at Bruce, who was also watching Bella, a gleam in his eye. "She's daring us," Tyler mouthed.

Bruce just laughed at Bella's boldness and shook his head. "Not yet," he mouthed in reply. "Who wants more margaritas?" he asked, standing up.

"If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were trying to get us naked," Tara said reclining back on her lounger.

"Too late," Rene replied following suit.

Bruce took in the wonderful sight displayed before him.

Both women looked glorious in the sun. Rene's Mediterranean heritage keeping her skin a rich olive, the sun only accentuating her healthy glow. Even over forty (she will onlyadmitto forty under duress), her gorgeous, d-cup breasts still defied gravity (mostly) and stood high on her chest, her dark-red nipples standing out against the light-bronze skin. Her beautiful pussy was shaved, and only a hint brownish-pink visible.

Tara, however, kept a sexy landing strip of light brown hair above her slit which, in Bruce's opinion, erotically displayed more labia than her friend. Both Bruce and Tyler loved to suck her folds as they tongued her clit until she forgot her own name. Her tan was darker, but not so dark to be unnatural. Tara, too, looked healthy and sexy. Of course, with her short stature and athletic body, her tan complimented the rest of her. Her breasts may have only been a b-cup, but Bruce loved their heft and softness whenever his hands were graced with their presence.

These were two extremely attractive, and extremely naked beauties on full display and appreciation for their husbands.

Bruce observed this tableau through the picture windows of his kitchen/dining room as he set out triple sec, tequila and limes. The three women out there were lovely to look at. Even Bella in her sleek suit was a vision of sexual beauty. He stood there at the blender, silently hoping that Bella would overcome whatever shyness was holding her back and shed that suit, letting him see her body in its full glory.

Dirty old man indeed, he smirked to himself. He knew Bella was her own woman and would need to feel comfortable here before she chose to participate in whatever antics were going on around her. That, Bruce understood, would probably take a long time, and probably even longer for her to...

Bruce shook his head, driving the idea of sex with Bella from his mind. That would be her choice and waaaaaay far down the road. He wasn't about to push her. That would shatter whatever bond they'd already established.

So, he finished mixing the margaritas, kept his pants on and his dick only semi-hard, and returned to the poolside to replenish the glasses of the two naked women beside his pool. Once he filled their glasses, he held the pitcher up. "Tyler? Bella?"

Tyler shook his head, but Bella just giggled... aloud. "I'd say you were trying to getmenaked, now," she said as she relaxed into a comfortable position and just enjoyed the warm sun beating down on her.

"No, that's not..." Bruce sputtered, obviously flustered. He tried and failed to recover, so he just resigned himself to humiliation. "I didn't mean... well... shit."

Everyone laughed at Bruce's embarrassment, even Bruce.

"She got you," Tyler said as he gave Bruce a surreptitious thumbs-up and then took the opportunity to rub the front of his wife's naked body with suntan lotion.

Having been in the sun for most of the day, the heat started to get to Bella, making her sweat inside that tight suit. Occasionally, she pulled at her suit where it clung to her curves more snugly and tried to adjust where it pinched against her sweaty skin. Eventually, she gave up, stood up with a slight huff as she removed her bunny ears, but instead of ripping off the offending suit as Bruce had hoped, she turned and stepped into the pool.

She rolled over to float on her back, her breasts protruding above the water, and her cooled, aroused nipples distorted the tight contour of her suit. Her pink hair fanned out around her, giving her a pink halo against the blue tiled pool.

Unable to help himself, Bruce watched her as he retrieved more towels, tanning lotion, and water bottles from the shed. Bella just floated there, eyes closed, enjoying the cool water while Bruce damn near tripped over the loungers on his return trip, because he couldn't tear his eyes from the sight of her perfect, youthful body.

Bella stood up and pulled herself up to sit on the edge of the pool and leaned back on her elbows in the exact same position Bruce had been in that morning... and in almost the same spot. She looked over where Bruce was distributing his water and lotion. He saw the glimmer of a challenge in her face, as if she were saying, 'I watched you, now you can watch me.' She opened her legs slightly as if drying them out, but glanced at the gym window, and leaned her head back in a very sexy pose. She dared him return the favor.

Bruce just laughed, retrieved her ears and sunglasses from her lounger, and walked over to hand her the items, as well as a fresh towel. "A bit cheeky today, aren't we... Bunny?" he whispered as she took her ears and slid them on her head.

Her eyes flashed with a burning desire at him calling her 'Bunny', and she actually licked her lips. Her eyes flitted to the front of his shorts as if hoping to see an outward sign of what he was thinking.

Bruce just chuckled and playfully dropped the towel on her face. Bella squealed in surprise and laughter as she gathered it and threw it back at him. She was still giggling as she straightened her ears, got up, and returned to her lounger.

Three sets of astounded eyes were watching Bruce as he sat down and opened a water bottle. "What?" he asked Tyler, Rene, and Tara as they stared at him.

Tyler just shook his head and leaned back into his chair.

Rene gave him a sultry smile and a wink, letting him know there would be a reward for his efforts later.

Tara reached out and stroked his knee whispering, "Good job, honey."

As the afternoon softened, Tara stood up and grabbed a bottle of lotion and walked over to Bella. Kneeling beside the girl as she tried to get into a face-down position to sun her back. "Would you like me to put some of this on your shoulders and legs, sweetie?" Tara asked, blatantly admiring Bella's body. "Would that be okay?"

If Bella noticed Tara's leer, she didn't acknowledge it but simply nodded.

Tara got to work, starting with Bella's shoulders, but taking a moment to gather Bella's hair and pull it to the side, stroking it fondly as she did so. "What are you working on... costume-wise? Is it okay for me to ask?"

Bella simply nodded. "Umm... well, Halloween's coming up in at the end of next month," she replied in a rather timid voice, very different from the teasing voice she was using with Bruce. "I'm putting together a vampiress and... a zombie school girl."

"Oooooh," Tara replied sultrily as she slowly massaged Bella's shoulders. "Those will be very popular, I'm sure. How does it work? I mean, the business?" She looked over at her husband, her face burning with pleasure at the feeling of Bella's skin under her fingers.

Bella's voice seemed to grow more confident as she responded to both Tara's interest and her touch. "I just show people how to make the costume... cheaply. Like the vampire can use a simple black sundress, and you just add a couple slits up to the hip and cut the sleeves off. But I also show them how to accessorize bows, ribbons, lace, to cover up any rough edges. I even tell them which underwear works best so they can't be seen... or so they can. Then I show them how to do the makeup with just normal makeup, not special Halloween stuff. The eye liner for the vampire is the same brand and shade as the eye liner for the bride of Frankenstein I did last year, and in a color that many people use every day. I have links to all these items on Amazon and other sites, so I get a cut if they buy it."

"That's incredible," Tara said moving on to Bella's tone legs. Bruce could see his wife was enjoying herself, both talking to Bella and touching the girl's body... and Bruce was enjoying himself watching her.

"It's pretty good," Bella said, spreading her legs apart to give Tara better access to her inner thighs. Bella was opening up... in many ways, it seemed. "Some people are doing the same concept but making a whole lot more. One girl I follow specializes... in sexy furries... and she has an Only Fans to go with it. She has thousands of followers on every platform."

"Tell her how many followers you have, Bunny," Tyler said, pride evident in his voice.

Bella chuckled softly. "1,264 on Instagram, 859 on X, and 1,482 on TikTok. Not enough to get paid by any of them, but it's growing."

"And... do you have an OF?" Tara asked quietly, as her hands slid up Bella's thighs, but stopping right before reaching her ass.

"No," Bella replied giggling as if the idea were absurd. She reached back and pulled the legs of her suit higher, exposing more of her beautiful ass, a silent invitation.

Tara continued massaging Bella's legs, higher and higher. "You could, you know," Tara said huskily. "You are beautiful, Bella."

Bella wiggled her ass invitingly but still gasped in surprise and pleasure as Tara's hands cupped and rubbed her cheeks. "I... I don't think I could."