Your Wish...

Chapter 1

I've have heard it said that stories of old, and fairytales true were told - passed from generation to generation, by the dancing flame of the open hearth on a cold winter's night. These tales were told to keep alive the flicker of hope for true love and a jolly good fucking would come into all our lives.

So the story goes, not long along in the damp town of Forks a fair maiden did come across her heart and pussy's desire in a rusty looking lamp...

"Fucking stupid rain," Bella muttered, as she stomped home in a temper after finishing work at Newton's Sporting Goods, feeling damp, sexually harassed, emotionally drained, and seriously in need of a good ... "FUCK!" Bella screeched as a car passed, driving through a huge puddle, sending a tidal wave of dirty rainwater all over her.

Mike, the boss' son, had been a complete prick all evening. "Let me take those for you."

Her initial thought was he was trying to be helpful, as he reached to take a box from her arms, casually feeling at her breast in the process. At first, she thought it had been accidental, until he tried it again ten minutes later, after that she refused to let him help, preferring to struggle by herself rather than being felt up by that prick, Mick the prick, as she now- not so affectionately- thought of him.

Later, he changed tactics and found excuses to brush passed her from behind, making sure to grind as much of his cock into her backside as he could, from the little she did feel, she changed his name to, that little prick, which cheered her up for a while.

"Please start," she prayed to the god of rusty automobiles and turned the ignition, the truck responded with a half hearted splutter. She tried again with the pleading and the key, this time it died altogether. Bella banged her head dramatically against the steering wheel, sending droplets of water everywhere. "No."

It was the biggest pile of junk in the whole world and she really didn't know why she kept it, well she did really, her dad had bought it as a present and she couldn't afford to buy a new one. If it wasn't for her best friend, Jacob, who continually fixed it up for her, for free; she really would scrap it. One of these days, she realised she might have to sleep with him as a thank you, he'd hinted enough times. For now, though, she'd managed to keep his advances at bay and placate him with a kiss or two, including tongue.

Bella was beginning to wonder what the attraction was to her; Mike and Jacob- they were constantly coming onto her, but she felt nothing for them; not even a twinge in her minge.

"You're rare, special," Alice had said, "A virgin, they can smell it on you like a sweet perfume, just go ahead and fuck one of them; they'll soon lose interest."

Bella considered it, imagined it, Jacob was the only one she thought might not make her vomit; he was good looking and had a terrific body. But, they'd been friends their whole life; he was like a relative, a brother. Urghh, no! She'd just talked herself out of that.

When she thought more about it and realised no boy had ever sparked her interest, like they had with the other girls at school, who were always drooling over the opposite sex, Bella had begun to think perhaps she was a lesbian. Ok, she'd thought and looked at girls in school and imagined what it would be like to kiss them, caress them, and lick ... No! That did nothing for her either.

Perhaps she was meant to go solo? In the shower, in her bed, reading, and watching porn, it didn't matter how hard she tried it just wouldn't ... Cum.

The rain hammered on the roof of the truck relentlessly, Bella considered calling Jacob to come and collect her, she knew he would drop everything and come running like a faithful dog, no! She looked back towards the store, barely visible in the dark and the downpour, and considered asking Mike to run her home, no! She thought about calling her dad, no! He was short staffed at the station and she didn't want to put him in an awkward position because, if he couldn't run her home, he'd pull someone else from a job to do it. Time to grow up, "Best start walking, Swan," she said with a sigh, looking through the windscreen at the sheet of water that ran down the glass; at least I can't get any wetter.

Bella wasn't far from home when she stumbled on the metal object; catching it with her foot as she ran blindly through the rain, sending it skidding noisily across the pavement, and her hobbling and swearing after it. But, curiosity got the better of her and she picked up the unusual shaped lamp, immediately, it belonged to her, she could feel it, sense it, it wanted to be with her. It let out a slight hum that travelled through her fingertips like electricity, making her hair stand on her arms and her nipples pucker beneath all her damp clothing. She pushed it into her bag; it was too wet and dark to look at it properly.

When Bella reached home, the lamp was forgotten, all she could think of was a hot bath, her hairdryer, and a fluffy robe, then bed; these things made her smile again, being clean, warm and dry equalled happy. The metal lamp caught her eye as she prepared herself for bed; pulling it from her bag, she turned over the ornate, bronze coloured lamp, looking for markings or inscriptions to indicate ownership or value. There was nothing, she tugged the towel that still covered her wet hair and gave the lamp a brisk rub, hoping to get a better look at the unusual markings that decorated the body. The lamp vibrated in Bella's hands and she watched awestruck as a cloud of white, wispy smoke billowed from the spout of the lamp and filled her room.

Bella felt her jaw drop when the smoke cleared and there, standing in the middle of her room, was a gorgeous, half naked, bronze haired god, man, stranger.

The dazzling male specimen smiled a crooked smile, but there was a great sadness reflected in his emerald green eyes.

"Mistress, may you be good and true, I will grant three wishes for you." Then he bowed his head.

Wow! I'm dreaming, I'm dreaming, I must be dreaming. Bella just stared; his words were barely comprehensible as she was lost on the beautiful sight of his sculptured bare chest, his skin let off a slight luminescent sheen and he wore faded blue jeans that hung low across his stomach, revealing the exquisite 'V' of muscle that disappeared below his waist band. Her eyes continued to take in his beauty, following the long line of his legs to the floor and his bare feet. He was perfect.

The Adonis remained frozen in the middle of her room, waiting with his head bowed and his hands clasped behind his body. Bella continued to stare in bewilderment, thinking this was the strangest and a little bit erotic, dream she had ever had, that could be the only explanation.

"Mistress," he spoke again in his velvety rich voice.

"Huh?" She responded dragging her eyes brazenly over his body again, resting quizzically on the thick gold band that circled his neck, she was briefly put in the mind of a slave, but quickly dismissed that thought. Bella squirmed under his piercing gaze and began to feel fluttering feelings at the very pit of her stomach and she felt a blush cover her cheeks when she realised at how extremely turned on she'd become.

"I'm your genie, you have three wishes," he explained again, her eyes focused on his lips, the full, pink perfectly shaped lips and wondered what it would be like to kiss them. Bella caught the briefest glimpse of amusement in his face.

Realisation hit her and then with her brain filter off, Bella opened her mouth and exclaimed the first words that popped into her head, the words that would change the rest of her life. "Fuck me!"

Immediately she saw his face change, the look in his eyes could only be described as dark and hungry, it made her heart beat increase and she squirmed in her seat as her body responded with a flush of pumping, wet heat between her legs, her body desired him before her brain could register the fact.

Bella was aware of soft sensual music playing and her room faded away to be replaced by the same soft white smoke that had accompanied his arrival, his form was shrouded, a grey shadow which shifted and became clearer as he drew closer, moving slowly, smoothly, the wisps of mists danced and swirled around him. The closer he moved towards her, the more of him became revealed, until at last she could see all of him, he stood at the end of what was once her bed- which now seemed to be a bed made of plump white cloud, and he was gloriously naked, his cock magnificent and proud.

Bella gasped, he smiled and lowered himself to his knees, she watched as his lean muscle moved against bone, he crawled slowly towards her, the mist swirling, caressing him, keeping his eyes on her face all the time. Automatically, she parted her legs to allow him closer to her body, that's when she realised that, she, too, was naked. Before her usual reaction to shy away, cover up, or blush could kick in, he placed his index finger under her chin and forced her eyes to meet his.

"Exquisite," he whispered.

She felt the impact of his words, he believed what he'd said, and, for the first time, she believed she was beautiful. Bella lost herself in the flecks of gold that twinkled in his emerald eyes, and the distance between them grew smaller as they moved in unison meeting gently with their lips.

Bella thought she had been kissed before, until she'd kissed him, his lips were soft yet strong and forceful, moving against hers, the hunger and intensity building quickly until they were clawing and pulling at one another, tongues pushing, thrusting greedily, seeking out the other. His taste was sweet, mouth watering and she groaned wantonly into his mouth, and was pleased he seemed to want her just as much, responding in much the same way. Bella lay down, pulling him on top of her; she revelled in her first experience of a male body on top of her, warm skin against skin, his taut muscular abdomen pressed against her soft feminine form, her nipples peaked as his chest pressed against her breasts. Their lips remained locked together, his arms rested either side of her head, she knew he was supporting some of his weight, she could feel the tip of his cock tantalizingly kissing her entrance, as if asking for permission to enter, she rocked her pelvis back and forth, desperate for a little friction, her clit felt like it had swollen to the size of marble and she would explode if it wasn't touched soon.

She felt him smile into the kiss. Tease.

Bella lifted her legs and wrapped them tight around his waist altering the position of her pussy, this time she smiled into the kiss as he gasped and his tip slipped inside of her.

He pulled back from the kiss and looked directly at her as he forced himself further inside her.

She knew her first time was going to be painful and braced herself; involuntarily, Bella sucked in the pain and held her breath, holding tight to his biceps and she waited for his next pump.

He froze. She opened her eyes to be greeted by a pair of concerned green eyes.

"You shared your first time with me?" He asked, quizzically, tipping his head to one side.

Bella chewed at her bottom lip in embarrassment and nodded, she thought she could pretend it wasn't her first time and he wouldn't know.

He shook his head in disbelief. "Why?"

"I...umm, I wanted to," she replied softly.

"I'm honoured," he said, with a beautiful smile. "But you're hurting."

Bella shrugged and blushed; it was true but the ache was subsiding as he'd paused to talk to her. "It feels...ummm, nice too."

"I can help," he said with a little wiggle of his hips.

Bella giggled, the combination of movement and laughter, helped her body relax, then she felt a tingling warmth spread internally where they were joined, he was healing the damage.

He thrust deep inside of her, sending a jolt of pleasure radiating throughout her, "Magic," he whispered and thrust again.

Bella couldn't hold onto the groan of pleasure that erupted from her mouth and her eyes rolled. "Oh, oh," she moaned over and over, as wave after wave of the most intense feelings of joy spread within her body. He pushed himself against her, grinding his pubic bone against her swollen clit. Bella could feel the sense of spiralling tension growing stronger with each pass until, with one more thrust, she was sent heaven bound complete with fireworks. She felt as though her body came apart at the seams, her bones were turned to jelly and the blood that coursed through her veins travelled at twice, three times its normal speed. She felt her whole body all at once, and it hummed with joy, throbbed with pleasure over and over as she came again, before her body had recovered from her first orgasm. Her lover collapsed in a panting, shaking heap, kissing and breathing heavily into the crook of her neck, sending more feelings of pleasure in a wave down her body.

"I've had an orgasm." She mused happily. Bella opened her eyes in embarrassment as he moved to look at her face.

"I said that out loud, didn't I?

With a glorious smug expression, he nodded at her.

"What's your name?" She asked the beautiful stranger, who'd given her so much pleasure.

"It's Edward, mistress."

"I'm Bella, not mistress."

A/N

Hope you enjoyed part 1 of this 4 part story, ch 2 up tomorrow ;)