Edward Cullen was a good boy. He got along with his parents, did well in school, had a lot of friends and never got into trouble.

That all changed the summer he turned 16.

One night in late June, Edward was coming home from his friend Jasper's house, saving time by cutting through the neighborhood backyards. Approaching his parents' sprawling ranch-style house from the rear, he noticed a light was on and the shades were up in his sister Alice's room. Recalling that Alice's friend Bella was sleeping over and with thoughts of scaring them senseless, he silently crept up to the window and peeked in. What he saw inside was the most incredible thing he had ever witnessed in his 16 years of existence.

Bella was sitting cross-legged on the middle of Alice's bed, casually leafing through a magazine, dressed only in her bra and underwear. Edward had seen plenty of images of naked and semi-naked women before, both in magazines and videos, but never had he seen one in person and most definitely not one he knew.

Alice was nowhere to be found, but he noticed the door to her bathroom was closed, so he concluded that she must be inside.

Edward watched in fascination as Bella tossed aside the magazine and stretched out on the bed. Taking in her long, lean form, his hand drifted down to his rapidly stiffening cock. When Bella suddenly jumped off the bed, dancing to the music coming from Alice's Bose SoundDock for her iPod, Edward couldn't help but unzip his jeans, pull out his dick and start stroking himself.

He was spellbound by her perky breasts, tight ass and flat stomach. Despite a few backseat fumblings with a couple of girls from school, Edward was a virgin. That didn't stop him from imagining himself pressing her against the wall, grinding his dick into her tight ass while his hands reached around to fondle her perky breasts. He would pull and tug at her nipples, making her moan with desire. His hands would slide down her smooth, flat stomach and into her underwear. His fingers would find her wet flesh and they would circle and press until she cried out in orgasm.

Edward was shaken from his fantasy by the sight of Bella unhooking her bra and throwing it on the bed. He was very close to orgasm, so when she leaned over to pick up her pajama top, giving him a spectacular view of her barely-covered ass, he had to stifle a groan as his cum spilled over his hand and onto the bricks of his parents' house.

Collapsing against the wall, Edward took a few moments to catch his breath before sliding down to the ground. He was confused and ashamed, yet exhilarated and energized. How would he ever face Bella again? What if he was talking to her and looked at her breasts instead of her eyes? What if his hand accidentally brushed against her ass in gym class? What if…

What if she found out that he was watching her? What he did while he was watching her?

Edward jumped up, zipped up and made his way to the front of his house. Opening the door quietly, he padded silently down the hall, past Alice's closed bedroom door and into the refuge of his room. Falling onto his bed, he stared up at the ceiling and sighed.

"I regret it…" he trailed off, trying to convince himself of his wrongdoing.

But thoughts of Bella's naked skin kept creeping into his head, taunting him, teasing him.

He pressed his palms into his eyes, trying desperately to squash the images his brain was rapidly conjuring up.

Bella, on top of him, riding him slowly, arching her back and calling out his name.

Bella, naked from the waist down, bent over the arm of his parents' couch as he fucked her from behind.

Bella, on her knees, his throbbing dick in her hot mouth…

Edward's hand drifted south again and for the next few minutes, the only regret he felt was that it was his own hand wrapped around his cock instead of the beautiful girl's down the hall.

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A/N: Should I continue? Yes? No?