This was a topic that I hadn’t seen posted, but figured there could be some very interesting stories.
Do you have any experiences with forbidden love? For one reason or another, did something get in the way of something that could have been a fulfilling relationship? I’ll share my experience below.
When I was in university, in my first week of classes, I met a few people who would go on to become good friends of mine, one of which was K. She was my lab partner in my first practical, and we got along really well.
The first thing that struck me was her beautiful smile. This was always the one of the things that could instantly attract me to a person. She was also very friendly, and had a great sense of humour. Always joking around and having fun. We got to know each other over the next month, but at this point I was absolutely smitten with her.
We had a few study sessions together, and we did actually study. Haha. I learned more things about her. She was from a very big family (more than 10 siblings) and was very religious. This was problematic for me. I am not at all religious, and it was a huge part of her life. For this reason, I thought to myself, she’s a lovely person, and if the situation was a bit different, I would absolutely pursue her, but I didn’t want to deal with any potential complications, like someone having to compromise their belief system.
But there was a bit of a twist. She opened up to me and told me she’d never had a relationship before, but she had genuine feelings for me. I didn’t want to lie, I told her that I felt the same way, but that I had reservations. We discussed them and decided we would just be friends.
This of course didn’t last. Now that we both knew how the other felt, it was hard to ignore. There was constant playful flirting. She told me she didn’t care how things ended up, that this was the first time that she’d felt this way about someone, and at the very least, she wanted me to be her first kiss.
I couldn’t help it, I wanted it too. So we kissed and it was fantastic. It went on for an extended period, and in the end, we decided that we had to consider talking to her parents about if/how this might work.
Unfortunately, after speaking to her dad, given that I was not a part of their sect and did not intend to change my belief system, or even fake it, he did not approve of me dating his daughter. I didn’t want to get in the way or her and her family, so we amicably parted ways.
That wasn’t necessarily easy. We still studied together, but there were slip ups, some more intense than others. Ultimately we knew it wasn’t going to happen, so we distanced ourselves a bit. It was hard to date for a while, I just wasn’t attracted to anyone as much as I was to her. Once we graduated, we loosely kept in touch but haven’t seen each other.
I never got the chance to do anything sexual with her, it would have taken her family’s blessing and a very serious commitment in order for that to happen. I would have loved to have been more intimate with her. To this day, she’s someone that I still fantasise about.
I became best friends with a girl at university. She was beautiful, so I naturally fancied her - even fantasied about her - but we both had partners and were happy.
When both partners left uni, we became even better friends, spending every day together. Even sharing a bed most nights, but nothing ever happened (honest!)
She eventually broke up with her boyfriend, and not long after my girlfriend broke up with me.
Suddenly, the opportunity was there to see if we’d been missing out all this time.
We’re married with kids now, but still occasionally use that year of not touching in our fantasies, imagining what could have been.
It was definitely forbidden, but we’re enjoying making up for lost time more than a decade on. A happy ending!
(For the avoidance of doubt, neither of us considered cheating)
Alas I don’t think I’ve ever had anything forbidden unless you can count looking out the car window like a puppy in the supermarket car park watching gorgeous people go and come out and wishing I could have someone like them 
Our neighbour and I flirt heavily all the time, but my husband has banned me from exploring it, so it doesn’t happen.
My forbidden 
was the best friends sister, we had lots of flirty times without him knowing at first, it started as harmless flirting then progressed to touching each other, eventually it progressed to fwb, and finally we said we were dating.
I was with my first long-term gf for 4 years. When we broke up, I had opportunities with 3 different girls/women who were all very friendly with my ex.
I was in bed with 2 of them one night and we were all down to just underwear when one suddenly up and left - I found out later she was nervous my ex would find out and create tension.
The 3rd had been 2 years behind us at school, but because she knew who my ex was, she was too nervous to tell me she was keen. I’d been keen too, but never liked to push .. one night I’d walked her home & apparently she spent 2 hours trying to work up the courage to pounce me.
It’s nice to reminisce about. Thinking about times I’d been desired. It didn’t happen that much.
I once had sexual encounter with my sisters friend. we all came back from the pub one night and me and her stayed up and started flirting and touching and chatting about our fantasies and desires.
I admitted that I liked women who shaved and she said if you do me I will do you we then went to have the most erotic shower I think I have ever had and she shaved me and I shaved the little hair she had then we spent time exploring each other’s body’s in the shower.
I gave her oral to orgasm then she gave me the best blow job I have ever had. we then ended up in my room and we carried on and we had an amazingly passionate sex!! It was amazing
I’ve actually had a couple forbidden loves. I learned from my first which helped me push through and put me where I am today.
My most recent was a guy almost 15 years older than me who was a partner at the firm we worked at. We snuck around for about a year before we decided it was best for one of us (me) to leave so we could go public without repercussion. Years later and we’re happily married with a family.
My first was my first taste of love. I’m white and he was black and neither of our families supported us being together. We secretly stayed in a relationship for about a year before we broke things off. The sad part is over the next 5 years or so I exclusively dated black men and got the same general response. Things seem to have thankfully changed since 2010 or so societally but it’s probably still there.
Either way living and learning led to the best thing in my life.
Often think about the one that got away / never was & how life maybe if it had happened