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Chapter Two - Another Indiscretion
The kids were downstairs in the den; drinking and being irresponsible, she was sure. Bella could hear the music all the way from her room, but couldn't bring herself to interrupt them. She preferred that they partied hard in the house instead of on the streets anyway. Her husband would never suspect his perfect daughter of underage drinking, and Bella didn't want to burst his bubble.
Bella cracked open her own bottle of Grey Goose and poured herself a shot. She was feeling especially lonely tonight, and just wanted to get drunk and watch old movies until she could fall asleep. After a few shots, she rummaged through her closet until she found the box hidden beneath a bunch of shoes. She wasn't a particularly neat person, especially when Edward wasn't around to breathe down her neck about it.
She unpacked the contents of the box and pulled out the lingerie she'd bought for Edward. He'd never seen it, and she wasn't sure that she wanted to bring it out when he was home anyway. Why reward him for leaving her alone all the time?
Feeling bold and horny she slipped into the black see-through bra and lacey underwear. She rolled on some three quarter stockings and attached the garter belt. She took another shot and posed in the mirror, puckering her lips and cocking her hip. She sighed, feeling ridiculous, and crawled back into bed to finish her movie.
Except her thoughts weren't on the movie at all, but on the feel of the lace against her skin. Her hands wandered to her breasts, where the gauzy material did nothing to hide her puckered nipples. She brushed over the sensitive nubs, remembering when Rosalie's own nipples had done the same thing. Heat started to coil in her center at the thought.
Just as her fingers were trailing towards her panties, there was a knock at the door. Bella groaned and quickly grabbed her robe before answering the door.
She was genuinely surprised to see Rose standing at the door, a bong held loosely in her right hand and a lighter fisted in her left hand. Bella's stomach jumped at the sight of her dressed in skin-tight jeans and a crop top, showing off the barest outline of abs.
"What-" Bella was so confused; she didn't even know how to finish her sentence. They hadn't spoken since their little indiscretion. Since then, Bella had gone out of her way to avoid Rosalie. The emotions were too potent and confusing to process, so she opted for avoidance.
Rose didn't wait for an invitation, instead pushing herself into the room and taking in the furnishings.
"Everyone's passed out downstairs, but I can think of more fun things I'd like to do than sleep," Rosalie confessed, throwing a little grin over her shoulder. She settled on the bed and patted the spot across from her.
Bella stood frozen for a moment before her courage returned and she joined Rose on the bed. Rose lit the bong and took a hit before passing it to Bella. It had been years since Bella had partaken, so she was a bit rusty. She coughed as the substance hit her lungs.
"What were you doing up here all alone?" Rose asked, taking another hit.
"You interrupted me, actually," Bella confessed.
"From what?" Rose asked with a smirk.
Bella blushed, toying with the tie of her robe to cover her embarrassment.
"I think I can guess," Rose said with a secret smile.
There was a drawn out silence as both women appraised each other. Bella could taste the tension in the air. Her own arousal was so obvious to herself that she wondered if Rose could taste that too.
"You really shouldn't be in here," Bella whispered.
"You don't really mean that," Rose replied, but she stood up from the bed. Bella was surprised at Rosalie's lack of resistance, until she realized that Rose wasn't leaving at all. Instead, she swiped Bella's phone off the bedside table and headed for the dressing table. She rearranged the various ornaments until Bella's phone was propped up, facing the bed.
"What are you doing?" Bella asked curiously.
"Recording," Rose announced.
"Why?" Bella asked, alarmed. The weed was making her a little paranoid.
Rose turned to face her, a cheeky smile gracing her full lips. "Don't worry. It's your phone; I won't have a copy."
Bella's stomach simultaneously tightened and dropped. Her lips parted, seemingly from pleasure. She could feel the wetness pooling between her legs.
Rose returned to the bed, lighting the bong and taking another hit; Except this time she leaned across the bed and parted her lips against Bella's. Bella took the second-hand smoke deep into her lungs. But Rose's lips didn't leave hers, instead pressing harder against her lips. She could feel Rose's lipgloss sticking to her lips, the sensation completely foreign. Their lips stayed pressed together, neither moving their mouths at all; until finally Bella relented and swiped her tongue against Rose's bottom lip, taking her strawberry lipgloss inside her.
The kiss was slow and unhurried. They explored each other's mouths with their lips, tongues and teeth. Slowly, Rose advanced so that her body pushed Bella flat onto her back. Bella's legs spread automatically, and Rose settled in between them easily.
Rose started to thrust her tongue into Bella's mouth, replicating the motions a cock would make deep in her pussy. Bella started to rock in time with her tongue's thrusts and felt much needed relief down below when her crotch came in contact when Rose's denim jeans.
When Rose pulled away, Bella felt dazed. Like she'd just been fucked hard. Her nipples tingled and her eyes were slow to focus on Rose's face.
"What naughty thing do you have on under here?" Rose asked, slowly untying Bella's robe. The cotton parted to reveal Bella's sexy lingerie. Rose's eyes were hooded as she took in Bella's body, dragging the cotton robe down Bella's shoulders until the garment ended up thrown across the room.
Rose's eyes zeroed in on the see-through lace covering Bella's very pert nipples. Her mouth covered Bella's breast, sucking the nipple through her bra. Bella arched into her mouth, letting out a gasp that had been threatening to escape for some time now.
Rose's hand flicked and squeezed her neglected nipple, nearly causing Bella to orgasm right then. She expertly unhooked Bella's bra so that her mouth could touch bare skin. Bella shivered at the sensation.
Bella was a gasping mess by the time Rose moved south to Bella's promise land. She kissed Bella's panties before she unclipped the garter belt and slowly dragged her panties down her legs. She left the stockings on and re-clipped the garter belt for good measure.
Rose took her time kissing and touching Bella's smooth pussy. She was in no rush as she settled between Bella's legs and began to perform oral love. Rose brought Bella to the brink by licking and sucking her clit. But she pulled back before Bella could find her release. She continued to tease her for at least an hour: bringing Bella to the edge and then retreating.
Bella's whole body was a tingling mess. She was a coiled snake, waiting for a release that would seemingly never come. She tried to reach down and provide herself some relief, but Rose captured her hands and pinned them to the bed. Bella wasn't accustomed to such treatment. Edward had certainly never eaten her out for over an hour before, effectively driving her insane. She wasn't upset by Rose's patience though. Perhaps it was the weed talking, but even though she was incredibly frustrated, she was in total bliss. She was more turned on than she'd ever been in her life.
Bella was nearly sobbing by the time Rosalie released her hands. "Please, please, please," Bella chanted, her voice shaking.
"Please what?" Rose asked, pulling away from her clit for the thousandth time.
"Stop teasing me! Make me come!" Bella practically yelled.
"Okay," Rosalie smirked.
Bella threaded her fingers through Rose's long silky hair as she finally added her fingers to the mix. Bella bucked and shook as her orgasm finally rolled through her entire body. It was the longest climax she'd had since her honeymoon, lasting well over four minutes. She moaned like a porn star the whole time, not caring who heard her. She collapsed onto the bed, tears blurring her visions. She was done, taking a minute to catch her breath after her orgasm made her breathless.
"Holy shit," she whispered.
Rose raised her head and rolled onto her back next to Bella. She seemed relaxed, which surprised Bella. Was it the weed, or could giving her an orgasm of that magnitude make her so content? Rosalie was more generous than she'd previously realized.
When Bella had recovered enough to move, she rolled onto Rosalie, determined to return the favor. They made out for a few minutes, Bella tasting herself on Rose's lips. The taste rejuvenated her, putting a fire back in her weed-and-sex-dulled mind.
It took some maneuvering to get Rose's skintight jeans off her legs, but the struggle was worth it. Rose wasn't wearing any panties. Bella placed a single kiss on her bare pussy before moving upwards and removing Rose's shirt. Bella took one of Rose's perfect breasts into her mouth, licking and swirling the nipple. She switched breasts, paying them equal attention. She almost felt like she could keep doing this for the rest of her life. She loved the little sounds Rose made as Bella loved on her breasts.
Feeling emboldened, she kissed her way down Rose's toned stomach. She paused for a moment to stick her tongue in Rose's belly button, which caused the girl to buck. Bella grinned as she came to Rose's very pretty pussy.
Bella was very conscious of the fact that she'd never done this before. She'd never even been curious in college. But now she felt a primal need to claim Rose's pussy as her own. She confidently fingered Rose's clit, flicking her tongue across the nub for good measure. Rose bucked, her back arching off the bed.
Bella grabbed Rose's hips and maneuvered them until they'd swapped positions. Bella was now on her back while Rose straddled her face.
"Jesus Christ, Bella. I'm so turned on from your orgasm. I need your mouth on me."
Bella complied. She'd never done something so enthusiastically in her whole life. She went all in, plunging her tongue into Rose's entrance and stimulating her clit at the same time. When Rose grabbed the bed frame and started to buck and moan, she pushed her fingers deep inside her. It didn't take long for Rose to throw her hair back and tense against Bella's mouth. It was a long orgasm; Bella could feel it pulsing through Rose's body. Not as long as Bella's had been, but Bella wasn't through yet.
When Rose collapsed back on the bed, Bella reached over into her bedside drawer and pulled out her trusty dildo. She ran the big pink piece of silicon over Rose's breasts before leaning down to kiss her.
Rose kissed her with abandon, clutching her ass and grinding Bella's pussy down on her own. Bella could think of nothing else except the memory of Rose's breasts against her own. She aligned them so that her nipples would brush against Rose's every time she moved. She swayed her breasts side-to-side and watched as her nipples brushed back and forth across Rose's. If she were a male, she would definitely be a 'breast man'.
Rose giggled, watching Bella's nipples brush her own. She tapped Bella's thigh until she took the hint and positioned her pussy over Rose's mouth. Now in the 69 position with her face level with Rose's pussy, Bella positioned the dildo at Rose's entrance just as Rose's tongue swept over her pussy.
Slowly, Bella moved the dildo inside her inch by inch until she was full to the hilt. She began to move the dildo back and forth until she could hear Rose moaning against her pussy. Rose's lips sent pleasure to Bella's whole body, but she still managed to pump the dildo into Rose's pussy.
When Bella's breathing was erratic and her whole body was tingling, she turned on the vibrator in the dildo and bit down on Rose's clit. Rose screamed out as Bella suddenly increased the pace of her thrusts. Bella's violent orgasm tore through her seconds before Rose tensed and bucked, moaning out Bella's name.
She was one hundred per cent done. So content and relaxed that she struggled to move herself next to Rose on the bed. Rose retrieved the phone on the dressing table and stopped the recording. Bella had forgotten all about their little sex tape. Bella ignored the text message from her husband and curled into Rose's side. They held each other close as they finally gave into their exhaustion.
Bella's phone blinked, forgotten, with the single message from her husband.
I'm coming home ~E
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