So, I was approached by Lior, you remember her from a previous chapter...right? She was the one that popped Eddie boy's and Rod's cherries... Anyway, she approached me and told me that her gal Tal, aka Rozi, was about to turn 18 and wanted to know if I could write her a chapter of COUP for a birthday present. And it was perfect because I actually had a minor hole in the story that I was trying to figure out how to fill, and this did it! I hope you are all ready to take another trip with Rod Pattinhead and Edward as they take you back in time on this one...

*smmiskimen is not responsible for any computers damaged from spontaneous spewing of a drink while reading, and is not responsible for any panties that may require wringing out and washing after reading the exploits of our favorite peen*

Thanks go to preciousfairymom80 who beta'd this in a pinch for me, since I was on a deadline and needed it quickly. I fluv you my wifey!

We all know that even though my initials match the great SM's, I am not her and don't own her shit. But I do own the PEEN POV!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY ROZI! I HOPE YOU LOVED THIS CHAPTER AND LIOR FOR ASKING FOR IT!

The COUP Chapter 10

Previously:

"My office, now!" Bella fumed as she spun on her heels and stalked off, expecting us to follow right behind her, and what a behind to follow.

Edward finally began to follow her and, after a few twists and turns down various, nondescript hallways, Bella walked through a door labeled with her name.

Wait, what did that fucking plaque say? Isabella Swan, CEO, Cold Shower Studios? No. Fucking. Way! My mouth was on the floor, as was Edward's as we both read the door marker.

But, we were yanked out of our stupor when Bella grabbed Edward's arm and pulled him into the office, slamming and locking the door behind us.

Oh shit!

"What in the fuck do you think you're doing? You don't run this fucking company! I! DO!" Bella screamed at Edward while Hot Puss gave me a decidedly smug look with her arms crossed and a hip stuck out. I know, I know. Pussies don't have arms or hips, but she spontaneously grew those things. I swear to you she did!

"Look here," Edward started to say but Bella cut him off, glaring at him and me in a manner that was just pure evil.

"Shut the fuck up and sit down," Bella seethed at him and he complied, reclining back in the chair while she stormed around the office, not saying a word.

I spied some photo frames on Bella's desk when Edward's robe fell open in the front, and apparently Edward spied them too. He looked over his shoulder and Bella was elbows deep in a filing cabinet so he reached up and grabbed one frame.

Turning it around, he was greeted with a picture of Chief Swan, Bella's dad, and a younger Bella, from when she was in high school, apparently. She had the frizzy hair, the glasses, and a text book clutched to her chest. Looking closer, Edward noticed that the picture was taken in the kitchen of her house back in Forks. It looked familiar too, very familiar.

"You know," Bella sneered, breaking us out of our trance, "you can't just do whatever you want!"

Those words, the way she said them, coupled with the picture of her in her kitchen, brought back a long dead memory...

It was the senior year of high school, finals the following week, and Bella was offering one last cram session on Saturday night for Edward. But, it had to be at her house. He agreed, really wanting to pass his finals that he hadn't prepared for, but then he was wrangled into a pregraduation party at Lior and Lauren's house. How could we say no to it? Especially when there was college puss coming to it since Lauren's older sister was out for the summer and was bringing her friends with her?

So, after much debate, Edward and I decided to forego the study session in favor of uncharted puss territory.

We arrived at Lior and Lauren's house and were immediately welcomed by everyone but them. But given the history with Lior, it was understandable. No worries, I'd been there and hit that. Didn't usually go back for seconds either. Especially not with the college puss buffet that we were presented with.

Edward started checking them out, waiting for me to signal and point the direction for our conquest and point I did when I took in the delicious piece of pussy that was slowly swaying her hips in a seductive manner.

Edward downed his cup of beer, then refilled it from the keg along with another cup for our target, and sauntered over, me proudly standing up for all to see. Once he reached the seductive swaying hips, he wrapped one arm around her to present the cup to her. She spun around and we were greeted with a pair of delicious chocolate eyes, creamy pale caramel skin, and rich coffee colored hair that framed a luscious face. Simply stated, this chick was gorgeous and was practically a walking cavity waiting to happen. I took notice of her extremely large rack just seconds before Edward did, but when he noticed, she smirked.

"I'm up here," she said with a cocky tone as she took the offered cup of beer and swallowed it down quickly before grabbing Edward's cup and drinking it down too.

"Thirsty?" Edward asked, finally looking back to her face after letting his eyes travel down the length of her womanly body, full of the perfect curves set in all the right places. She definitely wasn't a high school chick.

"Just a little, let me go refill this for you," she smiled and turned, strutting off with a shake and a wiggle to her ass. Edward and I watched her go, mesmerized by the goddess who had just stunned us, bouncing our heads with the movement of pert flesh hidden beneath the barely there dress. But we got it together because she was uncharted territory and we had some exploring to do, claims to lay, and an empire to build.

Oh yeah, this puss is going to be called Rodville when I'm done with it!

She eyed us and smirked over her shoulder from the makeshift bar set up for the party, then turned with two new drinks in her hand. As she made her way back over to us, she handed Edward his drink and he thanked her with his signature panty dropping crooked smile, then downed the entire thing at once.

Damn! That shit was stout! I can feel my brother's hairs standing on end from that liquor concoction! The drink was full of god knows what but we definitely tasted tequila and jager in it. But it wasn't anything we couldn't handle. Nope, tonight was going to be good and the little minx in front of us began to sway her hips once more, twisting to press her delicious derriere right into me. The already super short, skin tight dress she wore began to ride up more and more.

Edward placed his hands on her hips and began to dance with her, grinding me into her ass as he did so, and she appeared to love it, laying back against his chest, giving him a nice view down the front of her dress and straight into her cleavage.

Oh yeah, this is so going down! And I want to fuck those titties! Edward better let me fuck those things! I was getting eager as fuck to explore her civilization, and apparently she was too because with a wink she grabbed Edward's hand and started to make her way towards the stairs.

As we were walking through the foyer to head up the stairs, I was doing my happy peen dance in Edward's pants. No one went upstairs at these parties unless they were going to play a game of hide the sausage. And this sausage was ready to be hidden!

Pushing open the first door she came to, our college goddess pulled us in and shut the door behind her. Edward, being the cocky motherfucker he was, strolled over to the bed and sat down on it, knowing where he wanted to be. But, before any fucking could commence, he had one question for her.

"So, beautiful, what's your name?" Edward asked in his suave voice.

"Tal, but most people call me Rozi," she replied as she sashayed over to us and slipped out of her fuck me heels.

"Rozi, interesting name," Edward began but she interrupted him with a finger over his lips.

"Shh, less talking, more touching," she murmured as she began to kiss and lick along his neck as she fingered the buttons of his shirt, quickly revealing his sculpted chest. Yeah, we worked out.

It seemed as if Rozi was eager for some action, and who were we to deny a lady what she apparently wanted? If this tiger wants to play, we can definitely play with her. Take charge Edward! Take charge! I didn't have to tell him, though, because he gripped Rozi's hips and pulled her forward until she was straddling his lap, her dress lifting up and exposing the lack of panties underneath. I growled as Edward spoke.

"Ready, are we?" he asked with a cocked eyebrow as his hand began to drift up her thigh, higher and higher, until his fingertips brushed the well groomed, and dripping wet, pussy that was smiling at us, begging us to come hither.

"Like you aren't?" Rozi asked as she reached down and gripped me through Edward's jeans, almost choking me in her eagerness.

"Easy there, tiger," Edward croaked out as he began to stroke her wet slit. Rozi began to squirm on top of us, lightening her grip on me as she began to stroke me through the offensive denim that was in between us. Edward? Do I get to get undressed here anytime soon? Yes? No? Please?

"Mmm," Rozi moaned as she slowly rocked on top of us. "More, please," she said in a breathy voice and Edward knew it was all go for takeoff.

He kept one hand teasing her slit and used the other to grip her waist as he stood up and turned around, but the movement made him slightly dizzy and the three of us tumbled onto the bed. But Rozi didn't act like she minded as the movement caused Edward's fingers to plunge into her wet depths.

Edward groaned as Rozi moaned and I was just begging to be deep in that feisty puss.

"Oh, fuck me!" Rozi cried out as Edward pulled his hand back and pushed it forward again, thrusting his two fingers back into the slick depths, searching out for her magic O spot.

"Don't worry, I plan on it," Edward said, slightly slurred as the amount of alcohol he had consumed started to really get to him. But I was still standing strong. Ain't nothing going to get me down! I'm the long, hard, always ready Rod Pattinhead! Get ready, Rozi, because I am going to fuck the hell out of your feisty puss!

Edward kept one hand working the needy puss in front of us as he used his other hand to begin disrobing. He kicked off his shoes, toed off his socks, stepped out of his jeans and used his free hand to remove half of his shirt. He finally pulled his hand out of Rozi's pussy, sucking each finger off before he finished removing his shirt, leaving us in only his boxers. No, undress me too! I wanna play!

"Let's see what's under here," he said as he leaned his now nearly naked body over Rozi and pulled the top of her dress down, far enough to expose the beginning of her nipples. The fabric strained over the large mounds and I wanted to be buried between them. Can they be the bun to my hot dog? Ask her, ask her!

Apparently Edward was taking too much time admiring her breasts, but in his defense they were mouthwatering, so she arched an eyebrow at him and began to move her hands toward them, cupping them before rolling each of her nipples between her thumbs and index fingers.

That snapped Edward out of it and he took over, removing her hands and replacing them with his own. He was almost like a virgin, molding them and playing with them as if he had never touched breasts before, at least not this big, but he bit back the nerdy chuckle he wanted to let out when he practically slapped them together. However, he finally put on his game face and leaned down to take one of her quickly hardening nipples into his mouth.

The moment his mouth closed over her pert tip, she let out a rushed breath and arched her back toward him, pressing her chest into his face, almost smothering him with her bountiful breasts. I was getting a little jealous of the breast face time and still wanted to be buried in between those titties, and I hoped Edward would get the hint as I did my best acrobatic movements in my cotton prison.

Please let me dive into the valley of the shadow of breasts! I will walk in bravely. I promise I'll return with great tales of my conquest of the excursion!

I was salivating for the chance to titty fuck her, and Edward seemed to want it too. He began to crawl up her body, slowly kissing and licking every inch of skin that was exposed, until he was bent over, with me positioned right below her bouncing balloons.

"I'm going to fuck these then I'm going to fuck you," Edward said and I just shook my head at him. What was it with seventeen year old boys and their inability to think maturely when presented with titties?

But I was rendered speechless when he dropped my cotton tent down, allowing me to breathe the fresh air.

"Spit on it," Edward commanded as he began to stroke me and Rozi did it, licking her lips afterward to catch the spittle trail connecting her mouth to my face.

Once I was good and ready, Edward plunged me between the mountainous breasts in front of me. Rozi gripped Edward's hips as he started to thrust slowly, grasping her breasts and smashing them together for leverage. It was a little stiff, as in skin burn stiff, but I forgot all about it when Rozi's tongue darted out and started to lick at my eye every time I moved forward.

Oh yeah, lick my Cyclops eye, lick it honey! If you lick it just right I may have a protein surprise for you.

Rozi's mouth began to engulf my head each time I was close enough and I swear I went cross eyed, even though I only have one eye, mind you. But somehow I did it. Yeah, fuck them titties! Fuck them good! Shit! Now I was reduced to a seventeen year old boy's mind, but hey, I was only a seventeen year old peen, so sue me!

I was getting a bit bored with the titty fucking, and thankfully Edward was too, because he finally moved away from the beautimus boobs and pulled the bottom of her mini dress up around her waist.

"Mmm, yeah, finally," Rozi said with a sly smile as she readily spread her legs to accept us. But, before Edward let me go swimming in the River Puss, he reached into the back pocket of his jeans and pulled out my biohazard suit, guaranteed to protect from anything or any surprise babies.

"You sure about this?" Edward asked as he lined me up with the canal of orgasms that I wanted to venture down.

"Wait, what's your name?" Rozi asked and Edward just smiled at her.

"Edward," he said right before slamming me into her, allowing me to knock on her cervix door. Knock, knock, knock. Rozi! I'm HOME!

Rozi screamed out as Edward's hips became flush with her pelvis, and he pulled back slowly, before slamming in again. Then the relentless pace began.

In, out.

In, out.

In, out.

Damn this puss was tight!

In, out.

In, out.

In, out.

I bet she'd feel even better doggie style.

Apparently Edward had the same idea because he lifted up one of her legs and brought it in front of his face, beginning to twist her around onto her stomach while staying seated deep within her. But, before she could fully twist onto her stomach, I felt the promise land of vag engulf me from the position. Rozi was laying on her side, both of her legs pressed together, and Edward had a hold of her thigh, ramming me in with a force I hadn't felt since the Lior grunge fuck.

Shit man! Don't give me a black eye! I only have one, you know!

But Edward didn't listen to me as he continued to pound into her, over and over again. Rozi was screaming and her upper body twisted so that her shoulders were flat on the bed. Each time Edward pulled me out, I got a view that made me grin. Rozi's tits were spinning opposite of each other, around and around and around and around. Edward's eyes were glued to the movement and I could only think of one thing to say…

Helicopter, helicopter, helicopter, helicopter.

In my titty induced daze, I didn't realize that I was about to purge the contents of my brothers. They had sucked up to me like I was their only hope, and before I knew it, Edward stilled in Rozi's depths as I spewed stream after stream of my hot cream filling.

Before pulling me out, Edward leaned down and kissed Rozi full on the mouth, letting his tongue slide between her lips and tangle with hers. But, in my ever softening state, he realized that I needed to be tended to, and he pulled me out and cleaned me up, discarding the offended suit in the trash.

After getting dressed, Edward, Rozi, and I – now happy in my cotton sleeping bag – headed back downstairs to rejoin the fun. Rozi grabbed another drink but Edward declined knowing that he had to drive home later.

Sitting on the couch, with Rozi on his lap, Edward joined in the conversations with his friends. But something felt off. Rozi seemed to sense it and reached for her purse, bringing out a small metal trinket box. She opened the lid and pulled out a small white tablet with a rainbow printed on one side. She held it between her thumb and forefinger, and told Edward to open up.

"Come on, sugar, this will make you feel real good. And maybe later, we can go for round two…" Rozi suggested as she deposited the pill on Edward's tongue. Being the suave fucker that he is, Edward closed his lips around her fingers and slowly sucked on them, teasing the tips with his tongue as the pill began to dissolve in his mouth.

But, before he could do anything more, before Rozi's fingers were completely out of his mouth, there was an eerie shrieking coming from behind us.

Edward turned to look, causing Rozi's fingers to slip from his lips, and there stood Bella, glasses and frizzy hair in a bun, seething at us. I cowered deep within Edward's pants, fearful of the wrath in her eyes.

"You fucker!" Bella screamed and stormed out of the room, slamming the front door behind her.

So...are your computers still functioning after reading this or did you spray your drink at the screen? Also, this chapter leads to a major plot point which will be coming up in the next chapter. I finish my bachelors degree this MONDAY so I should be able to post a lot more, but I'm not going to promise it and let you down. Love you all for reading and I can't wait to see the love you leave for Rod and Edward!