The Valley of Our Love SPIN-OFF

by Iridescent Thilbo Bagginshield

What if Bella and Carlisle discovered that they WERE bisexual and decided to explore their sexuality more? A story for those who wanted both slash and femslash in the original story and to those who are interested in reading this. Rated M for LEMONS, language, threesomes, foursomes, and possible orgies. Bella/Carlisle because they are the main pair. OOC.

2. All I Can Say Is Wow

(A/N: Disclaimer-I do not own Twilight. Rated M for Bella/Esme and Carlisle/Edward's lemony foursome and language.)

Bella's POV

Later that evening, when Carlisle and Edward returned to the house, Esme and I decided to inform them about what we had agreed on. Thankfully, the others hadn't returned with them, so this would be easy to do without anyone (except Alice) knowing our business and eavesdropping.

Carlisle and Edward met us in the family room when Esme thought to Edward that we wanted to talk to them. I joined Carlisle on the loveseat while Edward sat next to Esme on the couch.

"Hi there, Beloved," Carlisle whispered, kissing me on the cheek.

"Hey," I grinned. "Did you have a nice hunt?"

"Oh, yes."

I watched as Edward and Esme exchanged greetings before turning to us.

"So," Edward began. "What did you two have to speak to us about?"

Esme glanced at me and bobbed her head, indicating for me to tell them.

I leaned forward. "Well, as you know, Esme and I had a little chat earlier."

"Ah, so you did. How did it go?" Carlisle queried with genuine interest.

Esme smiled, and so did I. "It went pretty good, better than I had anticipated, actually," she stated matter-of-factly.

Edward paused. "Hmm. And have you two decided on anything or no?"

I was surprised that he didn't try to find out through Esme's thoughts. "Yes, we did," I replied.

Carlisle nodded slowly. "And? What is your decision?"

"Esme?" I announced, giving her a significant look before standing up.

Beaming in recognition, she did likewise and met me in the center of the room. I wrapped my arms around her waist, pulled her into me, and kissed her deeply. Esme held me close and kissed me back. This was something we had planned to do ahead of time, before Carlisle and Edward arrived.

We moved apart seconds later and turned to our mates. They were staring at us with admiration and rapture in their eyes. I almost laughed.

"Esme and I had decided that it would be preferable to have a 'friends with benefits' relationship. That is, if it's okay with the both of you. We won't do it if you don't want us to," I noted.

"Of course it's fine with me, but you know that," Carlisle remarked.

Gazing at Edward questioningly, Esme asked, "Baby? What about you?"

He smirked. "It's all right with me as well. If that is what you want, then I support the both of you."

"So do I," Carlisle added.

I was barely able to stop myself from grinning as I embraced and kissed him with fervor.

Thus began my relationship with Esme. As agreed, we only spent a short amount of time with each other, about an hour or two every day. We didn't do anything for the first few days except talk and make out. (The latter of which was done in one of the spare bedrooms. We never did so in front of anyone in the family, except for Carlisle and/or Edward if they happened to be nearby. Which was almost all of the time.) It started off with some hesitancy, but Esme and I soon grew more comfortable with one another.

Everybody else in our family took to the relationship very well. It bothered them just as much as it did Carlisle and Edward.

"What's it like to be with another woman?" Rosalie questioned one morning.

I couldn't think of a response right away; I hadn't really thought about it. Then I came to the conclusion that it was certainly new, having never dated a woman before, but it was almost similar to being with a man. The only differences were, obviously, that Esme had longer hair, tits, a pussy, and was feminine. Neither of us was the butch in our relationship. It wasn't necessary for either of us to be; that was what we had our mates for.

It was just as well that no one else in Forks-save Charlie, who thankfully never mentioned it to anyone-knew that Carlisle's family were staying here for an indefinite amount of time. However, Esme didn't go out. Alice and Rosalie did, but not very often. Neither did Edward, Emmett, or Jasper. This was to keep them from drawing too much attention. Esme was supposed to be in Alaska, and Edward was supposed to be with her, except for occasional visits. Alice, Jasper, Emmett, and Rosalie were presumably occupied with college.

Charlie must have noticed that something was different about me because he brought it up the following Wednesday.

"Have you been doing okay, Bella?" he inquired.

I blinked in confusion. "Yeah, why?" I asked.

"Oh, I don't know. It just seems like a change has come over you," he stated.

I shrugged. "I guess it's because I've been happier lately."

Charlie reflected on that. "Hmm. You may be right. And what's the cause of all of this happiness? You and Carlisle aren't...well, you know...getting physical with each other, are you?" He winced.

"No. It's nothing like that. I'm just happy that the family is back. I missed them a lot."

He searched my expression to see if I was lying, and of course, I wasn't. Partly.

"Hmm," Charlie grunted, believing that I was being entirely truthful.

(Two days later)

On Friday evening, Esme and I were taking a stroll outside of the mansion. It was freezing, and although I was bundled up nicely, my nose and ears were growing numb. Vampires were so lucky. They never had to worry about feeling too hot or too cold. I couldn't wait to be one so that I wouldn't have to either.

Esme wrapped an arm around my shoulders. "Are you cold, sweetie? Do you want to go inside?" she queried in concern.

"Just a little, but I'm fine," I assured her. "Besides, it looks marvelous out here, with the snow on the trees."

"Yes, it is marvelous. But I only asked because I don't want you to catch a cold. Carlisle would be upset if he thought that I made you ill."

"I don't believe that he'd think that you would. I'm okay. If I get too cold, we can go in the house."

We walked on in silence. A question suddenly came to mind a few minutes later.

"Esme?" I whispered.

She turned to me. "Yes, Bella?" she murmured.

"How did you become attracted to me?"

Esme did not answer me right then. She looked towards the forest, considering whether to answer my question or not. After a moment, she fixed her stare on me.

"I must confess something to you, Bella. On the day when I helped you sort through your new clothes, I...I looked at you several seconds longer than I would have as you were hanging up a blouse. That was how, besides when you kissed me during the spin-the-bottle game, of course," she admitted.

A grin slowly spread across my face. "You too, huh?" I chortled.

"What do you mean?"

"That was when I became attracted to you too. When you were trying on that white dress, I thought that you looked remarkable. But how did you get attracted to me? I know that I have a good personality. So do you, but I'm not anything to look at compared to you. I'm not as gorgeous as you are." As I said this, I took in the white fur coat that she was wearing that made her golden-brown hair stand out.

Esme scowled at me with disbelief. "That's not true at all. You're just as beautiful as I am, if not more. Don't you believe that you are?"

I made a face. "I always thought that I looked plain, except for when I get dressed up for a date. Carlisle doesn't think that I look plain at all, however, but I'm glad that he doesn't."

"Well, why would he think that you were? He's right to think that you are beautiful...because you are. Very much."

My cheeks felt warm despite the icy wind. "Thank you, Esme."

She patted my arm. "You're welcome, honey. Sometimes you have to believe in your own beauty for you to see it."

The corners of my mouth twitched. "That sounds like something that Carlisle would say."

"Oh, he did say it to me once, long before you even existed. But I'm sure that he would tell you the same thing, if you told him that you believed that you looked plain."

"Huh. I'm sure that that's true."

"As am I. And I'm pleased that you think I'm gorgeous."

"I think that most vampires are stunning."

Esme quirked an eyebrow and chuckled. "Most? Which vampire do you know doesn't?"

"James...Victoria's mate. He just looked normal and evil, if that makes sense."

"I see what you mean, and I think that you're right about that. Then again, I would think so. No one could ever look as spectacular as our soul mates, now could they?"

We shared a hearty laugh.

Esme pulled me into her. "I really like you, Bella. And I like spending whatever time I can with you," she mumbled.

I smiled appreciatively. "So do I, Esme," I remarked.

She pushed me onto the wall, laid her other hand on my waist, and kissed me. I took her face in my palms and moved my lips in sync with hers.

A minute later, she backed away and peered closely at me. "My goodness, Bella. Your nose is as red as a tomato!" she observed, clucking her tongue. "Let's get you in the house, and I'll fix you a mug of hot chocolate."

"Thanks."

"It's nothing, my dear."

We went in the house and up to the kitchen. I sat down on the island while Esme filled the teapot with water. "Is there anything you like with your cocoa?" she asked, putting on the lid and setting the teapot on the stove.

"Cream and sugar. I like it with chocolate whipped cream too," I responded.

"You like yours very sweet. I wish that human food tasted good to me," she sighed. She perched on the spot next to me. "But it doesn't matter. I know something that tastes sweeter."

"You mean someone. Too much information."

Esme threw back her head and laughed. "Oh, you!" She kissed me on the cheek. "How does Carlisle put up with you? Sometimes you are just downright vulgar."

I snorted. "You don't want to know. Besides, you haven't complained once about my vulgarity."

"Hmm, I haven't, have I? I suppose I'd better start."

I rolled my eyes and tried to keep from laughing.

Pretty soon, my hot chocolate was ready. I sipped it carefully to prevent myself from burning my mouth.

"This tastes good, Esme. Thank you," I declared.

"No problem. I'm glad that you like it," she returned.

I laid my head on her shoulder. "You want to know what Carlisle told me the first time he made me hot chocolate?"

She kissed my forehead. "Sure. What did he say?"

"He said that he put cream and sugar in mine because I am sweeter than anything."

"Well, you are a sweet person, Bella. He's so lucky to have you."

I reddened. "Thanks. I get that a lot."

Esme rubbed my arm. "I'm certain that you do. But people only say it because it's true. You two are lucky to have each other."

Kissing her on her shoulder blade, I murmured, "And you are lucky to have Edward. I was afraid that you two wouldn't find your soul mates for a very long time. I was surprised when Carlisle told me that Edward was your mate. I'm surprised that neither of you knew it already."

She was quiet for a bit, thinking about what I said. "I can't blame you. You couldn't imagine how shocked I was to find out myself. I couldn't believe that we didn't know it for all of those years either!"

"What was it like? When you first felt the pull, I mean?"

Esme shifted. "I can't exactly describe it. When Edward was stepping into Tanya's house, I went to tell him that I was sorry about what happened again because I knew that he was still hurting somewhat. Then we looked into each other's eyes, and we couldn't stop. We stared at each other for what seemed like a long time before we practically dove onto each other and kissed," she replied.

"Wow. Did you see fireworks too?" I teased.

"Oh, hush," she giggled.

I joined in with her laughter.

"What about you, Bella? How did the pull effect you for the first time?" Esme inquired.

"Well, when I looked into Carlisle's eyes, I felt static tingling inside me. I stared at each other for almost two minutes. That's what Carlisle told me."

"Mmm. It effected you just as strongly then."

"Yeah."

After a while, I was finished with my drink. "Thanks again for the hot cocoa, Esme. It tasted really delicious."

She smiled. "You're welcome, sweetie."

I leaned upwards, kissed her on the lips, and put my cup in the sink. "I'm going to check on Carlisle. I'll see you later."

Esme nodded. "All right, Bella."

Carlisle's POV

I glanced up from my laptop as Isabella entered the bedroom.

"Hello there. Did you have fun with Esme?" I queried with a grin.

"Yes," she responded, climbing onto the bed. "We had a nice little stroll, even though it's cold as hell out there."

"Well, that's good. I'm thrilled that everything is working out between you two."

She snuggled into my side. "Me too. What are you doing?"

I wrapped an arm around her. "Just looking over this new online medical journal. I guess that there's no need to tell you that it's very interesting."

Isabella chortled. "I guess not."

For a long while, it was quiet except for the frequent tap-tap of my fingers on the scroll. When I had finished reading, I turned to find her dozing, but she was still awake.

"Beloved?" I whispered.

She jumped. "Huh?" she grunted.

"Was there something that you wanted us to do together? Or do you want to sleep? I'll stay here with you."

"Eehn. I want to sleep, but I need to stay up. If I don't, I'll be awake all night." Isabella yawned, sat up, and wiped her eyes. "Why do you ask? Is there something that you wanted to do?"

"Not particularly. Are you hungry?"

She rubbed her stomach. "Maybe a little."

I caressed her cheek. "Would you like to go out for dinner? If not, that's fine."

"Um...perhaps we shouldn't. I know that you despise having to eat human food for my sake."

"Aww. You're cute when you care."

"Why, thank you. I'm pleased that you think so."

Reaching out, I tangled my fingers in her hair and kissed her slowly. Then I smooched her nose. "Well, I'll cook something for you, and then we can figure out what to do after you eat," I stated.

Isabella placed her forehead on mine. "That's a beautiful idea."

Bella's POV

(Skip to Saturday-11:00am)

"Now place this hand right there...and this one here...perfect," Carlisle crooned.

It was raining today, and there was not much to do, so he and I had decided to stay in our bedroom. We kept searching for ways to occupy ourselves when Carlisle came up with the idea of painting a portrait of me naked. It didn't sound like a bad idea, so I figured, what the hell?

While getting undressed, Carlisle left the room to get his art supplies. He was back before I had even taken off my jeans.

Once I was naked, he instructed me to lie down. Then he positioned me so that my left leg was bent. My left hand was perched on it, and my right hand was on my stomach.

Then Carlisle set to work, telling me not to move too much. I started to get bored after forty-five minutes, and began to finger my pussy and moan to distract him and mess with his mind.

He grinned when he noticed what I was doing. "If you don't stop that, I won't be able to concentrate...Isabella, stop...I saw that (I had stuck my tongue out at him when I thought that he wasn't paying attention.)...I heard that, and fuck you too...I bet that you can't wait...Please, stop it...Why do you never listen?...I know it's because you're naughty and disobedient...Damn it, Isabella! You're going to be punished if you don't stop with this nonsense!...I will bring it on, just you wait and see, and you shall definitely get what's coming to you for calling me a bitch...You won't be scared, but you will be shaking when I'm through with you..." he muttered.

"Cocky bastard. Fuck you!" I hissed teasingly.

"What?! Fuck you too!" Carlisle retaliated good-naturedly.

We were really getting deep into our playful little argument when there was a knock on the door. I quickly dove under the covers.

Carlisle turned his head slightly towards the door. "Who is it?" he called.

"It's Esme! May I come in?" I heard her ask.

I nodded when Carlisle shot me a questioning gaze.

"Sure," he responded.

Esme opened the door, holding a glass bowl filled with water. "Hi Bella. Hi Carlisle. Alice saw that you needed more water."

"That is true. Thanks, Esme."

"You're welcome."

Esme's POV

As I handed the bowl of water to Carlisle, I caught a glimpse of the picture that he was working on out of the corner of my eye. Bella's face stared back at me. Her own eyes were half open, and she was biting her cherry-red lips. Her hair was spread out of the pillow underneath her. Her pale, pink nipples looked as if they were hard; they seemed to be jutting out of her chest...

I cleared my throat and backed away to keep myself from seeing anything else. I was thankful that I couldn't blush because I certainly would have been at that moment.

Carlisle was eyeing me shrewdly, a smile hovering on the edges of his lips. "What do you think of the portrait, Esme? I haven't finished it yet, but how does it look so far?" he inquired innocently.

Darn him! How did he know that I was looking?

I swallowed thickly. "It's nice, Carlisle," I mumbled.

That was the understatement of the week. It wasn't nice, it was downright amazing!

Suddenly Cookie, one of Bella's cats, entered the room and leapt onto the bed. She cuddled up beside her.

"I guess that some pussies like other pussies," Carlisle implied as a joke.

The tension broke, and all of us chuckled loudly.

"Carlisle, you are something else," I laughed, punching him lightly on the arm.

"I'm pretty sure that he knows. I tell him that most of the time," Bella snickered.

I bobbed my head at them before leaving the room. I had only walked a few paces when I heard Bella speak again.

"So, Carlisle, do you think that Esme likes the picture?" she asked.

For reasons unknown, I was very interested in his reply. Noticing that I had left the door slightly ajar, I peeked into the room.

Bella had pushed the blanket that was covering her to the side. I saw now that she was painted exactly how she looked. Oh, she was so exquisite...

"Perhaps. She stared at it for a good minute without immediately looking away," Carlisle responded.

"Oh, she did, did she?" Bella whispered, her face turning to a rather bright crimson.

"Yes. But I can't blame her. You are extremely sexy."

How right was he.

Bella picked up Cookie and set her on the floor. I didn't understand why until I saw Carlisle perching on the spot next to her.

"I would be astonished if she didn't even like it a tiny bit," he breathed, kissing her on the lips. Then he placed smooches down her neck and on her magnificent breasts. I found myself wanting to kiss them too; they looked as if they tasted so delicious...

"Mmm," Bella whimpered. "You should finish the portrait."

Carlisle chuckled. "I will."

He kissed her stomach. Bella giggled and tried to squirm away from him. "I mean now. We can do this later."

Hovering over her, Carlisle whispered, "Ah, but you wouldn't say no to a quickie, would you?"

Bella smiled and shook her head.

Carlisle leaned back and undressed, then positioned himself between her legs. I saw him enter her, and for the life of me, I could not understand how he was able to fit inside her. He was so huge!

Of course, Bella was his mate, so I knew that she was made for him. And she was; his meat stick thrusted deep into her without missing a beat. I bit my lip, wondering how deep her cavern really was. Maybe one day, I would just stick my fingers into it and find out. The idea of it turned me on, and at that second, I knew that I wanted her. I wanted to make her moan as loudly as Carlisle was making her moan. The only question was: How could I tell Bella so? How could I ask her?

"Esme?" Edward hissed behind me, making me jump two feet in the air.

I thought that he would be angry that I was watching Carlisle and Bella (well, mainly Bella) as they had sex, but he wasn't.

Instead, he peered at me with an understanding look in his eyes. "Come on."

Edward reached out and lifted me into his arms. Soon, we were in our bedroom, fulfilling each other's needs.

Bella's POV

Carlisle and the others went hunting that night, leaving me by myself. They would be gone for the whole evening and all day tomorrow. However, Esme would be back by mid-morning to keep me company until they returned.

I hated to sleep in the room that Carlisle and I shared all alone. It just made missing him even worse.

I went to bed early; the faster the next day came, the better. If I allowed myself to miss Carlisle more than was necessary, I would make myself ridiculous.

Luckily, I fell asleep with no problem, due to a brief bit of exercise that I had earlier.

The aroma of scrapple, eggs, and waffles woke me up the next morning. I sat up, stretched, and glanced at the clock. It was 9:54am.

After brushing my teeth, I went down to the kitchen to find Esme cooking. She was adjusting the knobs on the stove, but looked up as I entered the room.

"Good morning, sweetie," she beamed brightly.

"Hi Esme," I greeted, returning her smile.

We kissed each other lingeringly before I sat down on the island.

Esme was flipping over the scrapple. "How are you today?"

"Pretty good, so far. I don't know what will happen for the rest of the day, though."

"I know what you mean."

Not long afterwards, my food was placed in front of me. "This is delicious, Esme," I declared when I tasted everything.

She grinned. "Thank you."

I tucked myself into the meal. While I was eating, I grew conscious of the fact that she was watching me. "What? Do I have something on my face?"

Esme blinked. "No. I would have told you if there was. But you do look pretty when you eat."

"Oh," I murmured. My face felt as if it was blistering. "Th-thanks."

The silence that followed was rather tense. I hastily finished the rest of my meal and washed my plate and silverware. Then I proceeded to go back upstairs to take a shower.

I was just about to get undressed when I felt a cold hand on my shoulder.

"Bella? Did I make the situation awkward when I told you that? I'm sorry if I did," Esme added.

"You didn't. I just didn't expect you to say something like that. It surprised me a little. You're forgiven," I reassured.

To prove my point, I kissed her gently. Esme slid her arms around my waist.

"Um, Bella? There's something that I've been wanting to tell you since I've been away last night," she whispered.

"Oh, you have, have you? Well, why don't you tell me what it is?" I inquired.

I kissed her again, and was about to press her into me when she moved away.

Esme cleared her throat. "Bella I...I want t-to do more than kiss you," she stated in a low, hesitant voice.

My eyes widened when I realized what she meant, and I was dazed and speechless.

Esme's head drooped. "I apologize. I was merely hinting that I was curious. I must confess that I had watched you and Carlisle last night, and it made me wonder what it would be like to...be intimate with another woman. Mainly you, of course. But I shouldn't have said anything. I didn't intend to make you feel uncomfortable."

I nodded in understanding, and after a moment, patted her arm. "It's okay, Esme. I'm not uncomfortable, only caught off guard." I smiled a little. "So, you really want to...take it to the next level?"

She bobbed her head. "Just to see what it's like, but we don't have to if you're not willing."

Pursing my lips, I narrowed my eyes, deep in thought. I was actually interested in the idea of it myself. Very interested. "Well...I guess it would be alright for just this once. But if one of us-or neither of us-likes it, we'll never do it again. Deal?"

"Deal," Esme proclaimed. She kissed my forehead and prepared to leave the room. At the threshold, she turned around. "When should we do it?"

"Well, no one will be here until later tonight. We can do it after I take my shower. But where? I don't want to do it in here," I pointed out.

"There's the spare bedroom upstairs on the fourth floor that we use. We can do it there."

"Okay. Good."

She gave me another shy smile. "And Bella...wear something sexy?"

I had to laugh. Esme was adorable when she was timid. "I'll see what I can find." I drummed my fingers on the wall. "All right, I'm going to take that shower now. Meet me upstairs."

"Certainly. I'll see you soon."

I washed unhurriedly, taking my time. After drying myself off, I put on some sweet pea lotion and moonlight path perfume because I knew that Esme loved it. Then I looked over a miniature pile of my second-favorite (I know that's not a word. I made it up myself.) corsets. There was an aquamarine one with black edging and stripes that looked great, and it came with a matching thong. Next, I put on a black garter belt and a pair of black stockings. Then I headed to the fourth floor.

"In here, Bella!" Esme called from the first room to my right.

When I opened the door, I saw her sitting Indian-style on a white blanketed bed. She was clad in a dark sapphire-blue corset and black, thigh-high fishnet stockings. She looked hot.

"You're very sexy," she commented with an approving gleam in her eyes as she looked me over.

"I was just thinking the same thing about you," I remarked, eyeing her in fascination. I lowered myself onto the spot next to her stiffly.

Rubbing my back, Esme said gently, "We really don't have to do this, you know."

I waved my hand. "It's not that I don't want to because I really do. I'm just a bit nervous, that's all. I've never done this before. Er...which one of us will begin first? Me or you?" I questioned.

"The both of us can...we can start by kissing to loosen ourselves up. After that, I suppose that I'll take the lead...unless you want to?"

"No, that's fine. You can if you want. I don't mind."

"All right. Come sit over here." She gestured to a pillow that was propped up against the headboard.

Once I had made myself comfortable, Esme crawled over to me. "Kiss me, Bella," she murmured seductively, taking my face in her hands.

Tangling my fingers in her hair, I leaned forward and kissed her before slipping my tongue in her mouth. Mmmmm. She tasted like sweet peaches. Esme froze before doing the same. After a bit, she grew less tense, and her tongue danced along with mine.

"You taste so good, Esme," I breathed, sliding a hand down to shoulder.

"You taste better," she whispered.

I kissed along the side of her jugular and around her collarbone.

Esme moaned. "I thought that I was taking the lead."

I chuckled. "Well, I decided that I was in charge."

Laughing softly, she hissed, "And you are mistaken."

She pulled me until I was laying down on the bed, then yanked down the front of my corset. She stared at my tits in admiration. "Oh, Bella. You have no idea of how long I desired to do this," she mumbled before taking one of my nipples in her mouth. I groaned as she sucked on it eagerly. Then she moved on to the other one.

Minutes later, she pulled on my nipple with her teeth and let it out with a pop. I sat up slightly and kissed the top of her breasts.

"Mmm!" she moaned in surprise as I swirled my tongue around her rosy-pink nipple. With my left hand, I rolled the other between my thumb and forefinger. She tasted so delicious.

Esme tilted my head up after a while and bent over to kiss me deeply. She reached down and laid her hand on my garter belt with a questioning look in her eyes. When I nodded, she unclipped and removed it along with my thong. She gently pushed me back down and opened my legs. Her eyes darkened as she inhaled the scent of my arousal. Then she ran her tongue along my slit before circling it around my swollen nub.

"Ooooh, yes. That feels so good, baby," I whispered in pleasure, pushing her head into my pussy.

Esme caressed my thighs and continued to lick my clit. My head fell back as I moaned and whimpered over and over.

Abruptly the door opened. "Isabella..." Carlisle began as he entered the room.

Both Esme and I gasped. Carlisle froze in mid-stride, and we stared at each other for what seemed like days.

Carlisle's golden eyes then receded to a pitch black as he mumbled something, and Edward appeared behind him a second later.

Esme jumped up to shield me as I reached for my thong.

Throwing up his hands, Carlisle pleaded, "Don't! Keep going."

Edward nodded. "Yes, please continue," he agreed with a smile.

I blinked in shock. "Aren't you mad at us?" I queried.

He and Edward shook their heads in earnest. "Keep going," the former repeated. "We would like to watch you. We would like to see you two pleasure each other."

I turned to Esme and rose an eyebrow. She nodded, so I indicated for her to proceed. She dipped her head between my legs once more.

Carlisle and Edward stood for a minute, then sat down on the bed. They watched with keen interest as Esme ate me out.

"You look so sexy while another woman is licking your pretty pussy," Carlisle murmured, kissing me lingeringly on the lips.

"Thank you. I'm glad that you think so," I grinned, winking at him.

Carlisle's POV

If you were one of those people who liked to see two women having sex with each other, like me for instance, then you would have greatly enjoyed the scene before me.

There was nothing like watching Esme going down on my mate.

Edward was gazing at them just as fixedly as I was. I could see the love and lust in his eyes as he watched Esme. I knew that I was staring at Isabella with the same fondness.

I saw him turn to me out of the corner of my eye a moment later. I gave him a small smile, then chortled as he punched my shoulder lightly.

I shifted my attention back to the girls, but Edward's eyes remained on me.

"Yes?" I questioned when I realized that he wasn't going to look away. I turned to him once more. "What is it?"

He made a face, as if debating on something, then asked, "May...may I kiss you?"

I gaped at him, not sure if I had lost my mind. "W-What?! W-Where did this idea come from?!" I demanded, stunned stupid.

"I don't know," Edward responded truthfully. "But since the girls are doing their thing, I was wondering if...we could have a little action of our own. Besides, you do look rather...handsome." His expression turned apologetic as he admitted this.

I was thunderstruck. However, a part of me was willing to let him kiss me, which astounded me even more. Then again, it wouldn't hurt to allow him to just once. And Edward was good-looking himself. He smirked as I came to this conclusion.

Oh, goodness. Was I bisexual? Was Edward bisexual too? Well, it doesn't matter. I don't care, and Isabella or Esme (I'm sure) wouldn't mind either, I thought.

"Fine," I sighed. "But if it makes either of us uncomfortable, we'll stop."

Edward bobbed his head before he tentatively pressed his lips on mine. It didn't feel bad at all. To be honest, it actually felt quite wonderful. His lips were warm and tasted like red raspberries. It wasn't as good as kissing Isabella, but I still liked it. Edward apparently liked kissing me to because laid his hands on my waist.

Isabella saw us and nudged Esme, who looked up from what she was doing. She nodded in approval, and Isabella gave me a thumbs-up. I guessed that they didn't mind after all.

I winked at her before kissing Edward back. I slid my arms around him and pulled him close to me. He ran his tongue across my lips, and I parted them.

As my tongue glided along his, I felt Edward lay his palms on my chest. One of his fingers grazed my nipple, causing me to let out a tiny moan.

"Did you like that?" he whispered.

I nodded cautiously.

"Take off your shirt," he ordered.

My jaw dropped. "What?!" I exclaimed.

Edward gave me a brief kiss. "I said...Take. Off. Your. Shirt."

"Er...o-okay." I did as he commanded and laid it aside.

He stared at me for a long moment. "Well, you are good-looking."

I grinned faintly. "Your turn. Let me see you."

Edward had his jacket and t-shirt off in a second. He was slimmer than me and a little less muscular. There were wispy hairs on his chest. Not bad, though, all in all, I said to myself.

We let our fingers roam over each other's pectorals. His skin was smooth over his taut muscles.

I leaned forward, kissed his torso, and flicked his nipple with my tongue. Edward gave a deep-throated moan.

"Did you like that?" I echoed him with a mischievous smile.

"Yes, Carlisle," he breathed.

"Would you like me to continue?"

Edward shuddered. "Please."

"As you wish." I swirled my tongue around his nipple.

"Fuck," he groaned. "Oh, yes."

I chuckled softly, pleased by his response. Who knew that I would enjoy being with a man in this way?

Some time later, I felt Edward kiss my forehead. "Hey. My turn."

I sat up, and Edward bent down to suck my right nipple.

Meanwhile, Isabella's moans had become louder. I turned to see Esme fucking her with two of her fingers while nibbling her clit. As I watched, she twisted her digits inside of her pussy, which I knew that Isabella was taking delight in. Whenever I did that, it drove her insane with pleasure.

"Ohhhhhh, Esme, please don't stop!" she half-yelled.

"Does that feel good, my dear? Do you like my fingers in that tight, hot, delicious cave of yours that I have been wanting?" she purred, twisting her fingers some more.

"Yes, Esme! Faster...harder...ughhhhh fuck...ohhhhh yes...YES...I'm going to cum!"

"That's right, baby. Let go on my fingers."

Within seconds, Isabella did, and very hard too. Edward and I watched as Esme lapped up her juices.

"Mmmm. Carlisle, you have no idea how lucky you are," she stated fervently.

I smirked. "Believe me, I do...ohhhh, God," I groaned as Edward licked my nipple again.

"No talking," he growled, earning another moan from me.

As he kept going, his hand slid down to my waist. He trailed kisses down to my navel, and was about to unbuckle my belt when I pulled him up and smashed my lips onto his. Then I laid him down and sucked his brownish-pink nipples once more. Afterwards, I kissed his lower abdomen before ripping off his jeans. I reached into his boxers and grabbed his cock.

Edward groaned, arching his back. I jerked him for a few minutes, then pulled his boxers off.

"Well, Esme," I began, eyeing his huge, long, rock-hard dick. He was an inch shorter than me. "You are truly a fortunate young lady."

"Thank you," she moaned as Isabella buried her face in her pussy.

"You're welcome. Edward...do you mind if I...taste you?"

He shook his head. "No. Go ahead."

I grinned before stroking his cock and taking him in my mouth. Edward threw his head back in pleasure as I swirled my tongue around the head. I bobbed my head up and down and massaged his balls. He had a very pleasing taste.

"Yes," he hissed, pushing my head down further.

The room was filled with moans and groans as time passed by. Suddenly, Edward's balls tightened, and with a grunt, he released his delicious seed into my mouth. I heard Esme scream as she came also.

Bella's POV

I gathered up Esme's sweet juices with my tongue. She tasted so amazing that it was easy to get lost in her beautiful, tight pussy.

When she had collected herself, I hovered over her and kissed her on the lips so that she could taste herself. She groaned into my mouth.

Esme kissed me back, then sat up. "I guess that we're finished. I don't know any other positions," she sighed.

"Mmmmmm. So good, Edward," I heard Carlisle moan. I turned to see him on his knees as Edward sucked his dick. I smiled at him when our eyes met.

"I know one," I announced, looking at her. "Come here. Now...put your right leg over my left and your left leg under my right. There we go. Now do what I do."

She moaned in astonishment as I humped my pussy on hers and rubbed my clit against her own. "You certainly know your stuff, Bella," she whimpered.

Carlisle snickered and groaned at the same time. "You have no idea," he remarked.

Esme laid a hand on my back as she started to move. Then she reached down with her other hand and circled my swollen nub her thumb. I threw my head back and moaned. I clearly wasn't the only one who knew what they was doing.

"Fuuucccck, Esme, keep doing that. I love it," I panted in pleasure. Her pussy was cold, but it felt good. So fucking good.

"Ughhhh yes, Bella. I like it too. It's so good," she breathed.

Abruptly, Carlisle growled as he flew into his orgasm. After that, he took a moment to come down from his high.

"You taste wonderful, Carlisle," Edward commented.

"Thank you," Carlisle returned.

After that, he and Edward watched as Esme and I continued to fuck each other. Liking the audience, we moved faster. I gazed at Carlisle with half-closed eyes, biting my lip and moaning to show him how much I was enjoying myself. Carlisle licked his own lips and started to jerk his cock. I massaged Esme's clit with my thumb.

"Harder, Bella. Faster," she implored.

"Okay," I grinned, increasing my speed and pounding onto her.

"Yesssss!" Esme cried out, slamming onto me. "Bella, your kitty-cat feels so good."

"Ohhhhhh God! So does yours."

We kept humping our pussies until my stomach tightened, and with cries of ecstasy, we fell over the edge at the same time.

Carlisle's POV

Italics=Carlisle's thoughts

When Isabella and Esme had recovered, I glanced at Edward. Now that they are taking a break from their performance, why don't we give them a show? I thought to him and showed what I meant through my mind.

Edward nodded in hesitation.

Don't worry. I'll be gentle,I promised, and he grinned in relief.

I left the room and came back with some lube. I motioned for Edward to get on his knees. When he did, I spread the gel onto my index and middle fingers before smearing some on his asshole.

If you want me to stop, let me know right away, do you understand?

"Yes," he replied out loud.

I inserted my index finger into his tight ass and pumped it in and out very softly. When I added the other finger, he grimaced, but made no indication for me to stop what I was doing. Pretty soon, he started to grunt in pleasure.

I noticed that Esme was biting her lip and smirked at her. "Does it turn you on to see me pleasuring him, Esme?"

She nodded with a moan.

"Would you like to see me fuck him in the ass?"

"Oh, yes Carlisle."

I bent down and planted kisses on Edward's lower back. And what about you? Would you like me to fuck you for sucking my cock so good? I asked him.

He groaned. "Yes."

Very well, then.

I slid my digits out of him and lubed my cocked generously. This will be painful, I admonished. You know what to tell me if you don't like it. I'm sorry for hurting you.

"It's all right," Edward assured me.

I rubbed his back, then pressed my cock into his asshole. He winced as I slid into him at a snail's pace. When I was fully sheathed, I gave him time to adjust to me. Do you want me to stop?

"No. The pain will pass," he mumbled.

Are you sure?

"Yes," Edward responded. Two minutes later, he whispered. "You can move now. Hold on...Esme, come here. I want to lick your pussy."

Esme did as he requested.

Isabella crawled over to our group and squatted above her face. "Lick me again, Esme. Please?" she queried.

"Sure, sweetie," she replied.

"You can move now, Carlisle," Edward stated.

I nodded and began to move in and out of him gently. Mmmm, he felt good. I placed one hand on his hip and wrapped the other around his cock. He moaned as I stroked him in time to my thrusts. You like that, Edward?

He moaned in response, pulling Esme close to him and dipping his head between her thighs. I saw Esme's tongue swirling around Isabella's clit hungrily. Just watching this made me harder, and I pumped into Edward faster.

"Ungh...fuck," he grunted.

"Harder?" I queried.

"Yes, Carlisle, please."

It wasn't long before I was slamming my cock into his ass. The air was thick with the moisture of sweat, moans, cries of pleasure, oh fucks, and ooh yeahs. I spanked Edward as I pounded in and out of him roughly. Esme was fucking Isabella with three of her digits while continuing to lick her swollen nub vigorously.

All of a sudden, the door was thrown open and there was a shriek. I pivoted to see Rosalie yelling and flailing her hands before covering her eyes. Emmett, who was standing next to her, gawked at us with his mouth wide open. Isabella and Esme gasped, startled, and Edward and I just stared at them (Emmett and Rosalie.)

"S-sorry," Emmett stammered before closing the door. We gaped at it for a moment, then resumed what we were doing as if nothing had happened.

"Fuck, Carlisle. I'm gonna cum," Edward hissed a while later.

"So am I," I grunted through clenched teeth, jerking him at vampire speed.

His asshole clenched around my dick, and he groaned as his cum shot onto the bed. My head fell back as I milked him for all I was worth. Isabella and Esme shouted as they crashed into their orgasms.

I pulled Edward up and kissed him deeply. "Did you like that, baby?" I purred, nipping his earlobe. I gathered up a drop of his cum that was hanging off of the tip of his cock and sucked it off of my finger. "Mmmmm."

"Yes," he breathed. "Would you mind if I fucked you too?"

"Oh course not, if that is what you want to do."

I slipped out of him. "Isabella, switch positions with Esme after Edward starts to fuck me. I want you to eat her out while her pussy is over your face. I'll do the same for you," I murmured as I climbed on the bed.

We positioned ourselves accordingly. I got on my knees as Edward lubed his fingers and my asshole.

"Let me know if this makes you uncomfortable," he remarked.

"Don't worry. You know that I will."

Gingerly, Edward slid his middle finger into my ass. I winced in pain slightly as he thrusted his finger in and out of me. It hurt more when he added a second digit, but I didn't mind the pain so much. Pain turned into pleasure as my asshole became used to the sensation of his fingers.

"Are you ready for me, baby?" Edward inquired softly.

"Yes," I responded with a moan.

"Okay. Let me know if you don't want to do it anymore."

I nodded.

Edward smeared some of the lube onto his cock. Then he spread my cheeks before sliding into me inch by tiny inch. My face screwed up in agony, but I shook my head when Edward asked if I wanted him to stop.

Thankfully, it only took a few minutes for the pain to subside.

You can do your thing now, Edward, I thought.

His movements were slow and gentle. Isabella laid down underneath me, and I began to lick her clit. Her groan was muffled by Esme's pussy. I moaned as Edward started to jerk my cock.

"Does that feel good? Do you like how my dick feels in your ass?" he grunted.

Ohhhhh yes, Edward. Faster.

"Very well, then," he echoed me.

Gripping my hip, Edward thrusted into me rapidly. I threw my head back and groaned before returning my attention to Isabella's pussy.

"So good. So fucking tight," Edward hissed, swatting my ass. He redoubled his clasp and pounded into me over and over.

Once again, our screams of pleasure reverberated around the room. Ecstasy filled my body to the point where it was nearly overwhelming. Soon the muscles in my abdomen coiled, and I could tell that Edward that he was close to the brink too by his erratic motions.

Finally, the coil in my stomach sprung loose, and I exploded. Edward came after me, followed by Isabella and Esme a second later.

Bella's POV

I slumped onto the bed, panting heavily as Carlisle drank my flowing juices greedily. Esme had collapsed onto her side to prevent herself from crushing my face. Edward slid out of Carlisle and laid next to her.

When my respiration had gone back to normal, Carlisle crawled up beside me.

"Hey there," I greeted playfully, running my fingers through his tousled hair.

"Hello," he murmured, kissing my forehead and wrapping an arm around me. "Are you feeling okay?"

I snickered. "Of course I am. Why wouldn't I?"

He held me close. "Oh, I don't know. But I'm sure that you must be aching. It's been an extremely hectic afternoon."

I grinned. "That's true, but I'm fine. I'm not aching anywhere."

"Would you like me to change that for you?"

"Sounds like a good idea."

The next thing I knew, I was on my back, and Carlisle slammed into me. I heard Esme cry out in pleasure and turned to see that Edward was fucking her from behind.

Carlisle buried his face in my neck. "Are you ready for me to fuck you senseless, sweetheart?" he whispered.

I bit my lip and nodded.

He nipped my pulse point. "Then you better hold on tight because it's going to be a wild ride."

I clutched his shoulders as he began to thrust in and out of me hard and fast. My eyes rolled into the back of my head as I moaned loudly over and over again.

"Doesn't that hurt her, Carlisle?" Esme queried.

"Not one bit. The little minx likes it rough," he responded.

Carlisle bent down and kissed me fiercely. I darted my tongue into his mouth, and his battled mine for dominance. He won, as usual, and he swept his tongue around my mouth in half-vampire speed. As he was doing this, he pounded into me relentlessly, hoisting one leg up to his shoulder.

"Yes...yes...ughhhh...yes!" I yelled.

My walls started to tighten around him. Carlisle noticed this, and slid out of me. Just as I had begun to complain, he yanked me off of the bed. He swooped me up in arms and started to fuck me while standing, using the wall behind me for support.

It didn't take long for me to realize that he wasn't going to let me cum...not until I was half out of my head with pleasure, at least. Carlisle must have conspired with Edward about this because Edward wouldn't let Esme cum either. However, that was the point of fucking someone senseless.

For another three hours, Carlisle and Edward had executed every known sex position under the damn sun on Esme and I. Most of the time, Carlisle and I kept away from Edward and Esme, but when Carlisle had fucked me doggy style on one occasion, I sucked Esme's nipples as Edward did her in the missionary position.

Finally, at long last, everyone reached their orgasms and slumped onto the bed. I laid between Carlisle and Esme, my muscles screaming with exhaustion and my mind blown beyond all possible belief.

"Well...this has been a long, rocky day. So many ups and downs," Edward remarked.

Everyone threw back their heads and roared with laughter, fervently agreeing with him because he was sure as hell right about that.

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