A/N: Alright first off, this chapter is a bit of a major contrast to the last ones, and thats on account of the fact that it was ghost written by my little cousin, Sham.
Say hi, Sham..
Hello.
Smh, she was totally just blushing btw. The concept is all hers and I find it a bit interesting if I do say so myself. And no she doesnt have her own story and or account...just testing the water right Sham?
Right.
Anywho, I ask you guess to give her warm welcome, she a bit nervous so please be nice. Leave a review.
Hmm, what else. Oh..
Ohhlivahhh: My dear sweet, naughty, filthy, hot ass Ohhlivahhh: lol...that was a very naughty thing you sent me, but its okay...me likey naughty ALOT:D And by naughty I mean, you and me, naked...doin some thangs. But sshh, keep it between you and me. My sideline boo, wsupAnnymous, might get jealous. Smh she already frontin wit the lovin, so just imagine what will happen if she finds out about us?
Anti-poon, thats what.
Lmao!
Anywho, long story short, im glad I could provide that sexual thrill, although it was completely unintended but whateves...anything to get juices flowin, and something tells me you'll be doin just that after you read this. Lots of smex in this..along with other things. Really went all out, Sham.
Nice pair of...eyes btw. They look really...soft:D lmao, nah im just playin...or am I?;)
Now, on to my sideline. Smh, you begged me to update, remember? So here it is! We held up our end of the bargain so I think its best that you do the same...ITS TIME TO GET NAKEDDDD, LMFAO. And yeah, yeah, I know your a top, but guess what? Ima top, top, TOP, so I guess we just gone be topplin over each other;)
ritsuMonkey7&WildImagination28, sorry if I misspelled that, but yeah, thats for the love. I really appreciate it...and of course, I try to be funny for your sake and for all my readers sake, except for one...
A Eternity of Nonchalance: Got a few words for that ass. Begins with EAT, branches off with an A, and ends with DICK. Like seriously, stay the fuck off my shit if your just gonna be an ass and leave horse-shit for a review. The fuck? Its people like you that make readers dislike writing at all. And yeah im all for critiques and criticism but I dont see anything of that nature in your review. Smh, holla at me when you get your own fuckin story, cocksmith..
Any-fuckin-way.
All my kind readers, I thank you all. You guys continuously push me to do better:) love ya!
Sham wants to say something before I conclude.
Hey guys, just wanted to say that I enjoyed writing this chapter. Its a bit long and starts out slow but I do hope you'll forgive me for that. And I really hope you guys enjoy it. Thanks!
Oh, Disclaimer: I dont own anything Twilight. Nor do I own, Call of Duty, Red Riding Hood, Three little bears, everything Disney, Fleece Johnson, Lil Wayne, Mily Ways, Snickers and anything esle I forgot that isnt mine. Whoo...
From Dicks to Clits
Shifting a bit more comfortably I reach into my bag and grab my I-Phone. The screen lights up, illuminating the small cramp space and I smile to myself when I catch sight of Rosalie's very naked and very enticing body.
Taking a minute to perv out, I finally tap the picture and patiently wait for her stimulating voice to reach my ears.
Outside of this cramped space I hear a bit of shifting and the sound of guns can be heard, along with a quite tone.
"Sup sweetness?" And as predicted I hear a very heavy sigh thats accompanied by a quiet slur of curses, which she think i didnt catch.
"Ugh, what do you want..?" Though she thinks she may sound put off by my sudden call, I know better; lets just say that Rosalie still likes to play hard to get. I can just picture that cheesy ass smile on her face right now as we speak.
"Well theres alot that I want. Some twizzlers, a beer, some wild monkey sex that involves your participation, with a Baconator on the side. Maybe not quite in that order but ya knowww.."
"Mmhmm. Sounds like thats somebody else's problem to me.."
"Perhaps but," I pause for second, willing my voice to do its sexual duty and drop a few octaves. "Id really like to make it yours. Maybe a little teacher student one on one? Since im having trouble with this little 'problem' of mine."
"Sorry," she chuckles oh so lightly with that panty dropping voice. "But my tutoring aint free. You gots to pay for my session."
"Aint free, huh? Well, my little poon-tang, neither is my tongue. But you dont see me charging for my services now do you?"
She laughs at this. Like a really weird snort kind of laugh and I find myself chuckling along with her.
"Yeah, but I also dont recall you complaining either. Matter of fact, I seem to recall that you quite enjoyed fucking me to, what was the phase again? ' Infinity and beyond' with your tongue.."
Immediately my mind wonders back to that specific day, two weeks ago. First, let me just say that awhile ago, I figured out that Rose has a type of fetish. She likes to role-play.
We've dressed up as Smurfs, which was a bit weird because she really made me paint my entire body blue. And I mean everything; from the tips of my nipples to the crack of my ass. She even bought a blue strap on and told me to smurf her with my smurf stick.
Crazy right? WRONG! That shit was hot!
Within the past year of our relationship, she had us dressing up as just about every Disney Character. Two weeks ago it was Buzz Light-year and she went with the whole Jesse, the cowgirl thing.
The costume only covered up the top half of my body, leaving my wonder snatch out for her hungry gaze. And man was that shit hot. Not the sex, well yeah that too, but the actual costume was suffocating. I was sweating buckets.
Then the week before that, it was the whole Wall-e theme; let me tell you, that was an EPIC FAIL. Cause really, how the fuck am I suppose to fuck in a costume that makes you look like a damn washing machine. I couldnt even move my arms.
Chick has major issues, but I wouldnt have it any other way.
Cant wait for her to see what I have up my sleeve for our next session.
Evil, perverted grin.
"No, babe. You definitely didnt hear or see me complain. Which is why you shouldn't charge me for loving you down so good. And I do mean that in a literal sense.."
"Pssh! Love me down so good? A bit smug dont you think?"
"Come on now, Rosalie. Do you really wanna take it there? To the denial phase? Cause ya know, Id be more than a little happy to reenact our last session. What was that you were practically singing in my ear...?"
She quiet now, and more than likely blushing.
"You got a friend in me? Yeah that sounds about right.."
"Ugh, shut up!" She says with the smallest hint of a smile in her voice. "Its not like you can do it anyway since you're like a zillion miles away in Forks..." She mumbles this and its then that I understand why shes giving me such a hard time.
And boom goes the dynamite.
I guess I should probably take it from the top. A short while after Rose and I officially got together, things around the house gradually started to change. Carlisle came home early one evening, unbeknownst to everyone, and caught Emmet bumping uglies with .
Whoop-dee-fuckin-do, right? Well, as we all know, according to Rosalie and Alice, this whole gated community is like a swingers-sex-nest. So of course we all figured he knew about Emmet, but I guess we were wrong, Cause he flipped the fuck out. Not only did he fire Emmet, but he fired Leah and myself as well.
But, we later found out that it had nothing to do with Emmet dicking down his wife. The little twat-knocker was upset because he got caught up in some scandal with his cum-guzzling secretary.
Guess the bitch got tired of chuggin the dick for free and threaten to spill the beans, not that we all didnt know already. But the thing we didnt know was that ol girl was still underage.
Surprise, surprise! Kate's was only seventeen at the time of their sexual trysts. Can never be too careful with europeans; I've seen her, and that broad can easily pass off as twenty-six.
Anyway, in the end everything cleared out for Carlisle, since really, who's gonna believe a whore?
Still, thats such a bitch move on his part for firing us, just because his punk ass got caught with his hands in the underage poon. The fuck?
Which brings me back to my point. After I got fired I went back to forks, found a new job at Fed-Ex with Leah, and enrolled in school part time. Fortunately enough, the new semester doesnt start for another two months, so we have a little free time to spare between work every now and then.
The lovely thing about my job is that you pretty much travel across the country. Unknown to Rosalie, a certain package has lead me close to her destination in the pearly white gates of the Hampton's.
"Awww, babe. Dont be like that.."
"Dont be like what? You mean dont miss you, dont wish that you were here all the time..?"
Well looks like this whole conversation just took a turn for the worst. Trying to maintain a long distance relationship is hard, she and I know this, but I see now that its really taking a toll on her.
"I miss you too, Rosy. But you'll see me soon. I guarantee it.."
"Guarantee or promise?"
"Promise," I say without a second thought. "Anyway, im only a couple states away. And you know I at least try to drive up there every other weekend..."
"I know." Is her quiet reply; her sad tone makes me shift and of course my old clumsy habits almost causes me to knock over something in the darkness.
"What the hell?"
"What's wrong?" I say a bit too eagerly and notice the not so subtle change in volume; the once loud sound of guns and explosions in the background are now being drowned out.
"Nothing...thought I heard something.."
I let out the breath I didnt know I was holding.
"So whatcha doin?" I ask after silence becomes too much.
"Nothing much, really. Laying in bed and playing the game..."
"Again?" I feign disbelief. "Dont you ever get tired of playing that thing?"
No, no she doesnt. I regret the day I introduced her to the world that is Call of Duty.
"Well if you must know, then no. No I dont...its quite fun. Besides, if it bothers you so, then maybe you and Emmet shouldnt have played it so much around me..." Theirs a slight pause, proceeded by a rather loud burst of ammunition. "Ah shit! See, you got me killed!"
"Pssh, nah thats your own fault noob." I laugh to myself. "What uh..what kind of gun are you using?"
"Ummm something called an M4 IW5..."
Niceeeee. So she likes em big huh?
"Do you like the way it handles?" I inwardly chuckle to myself.
"Yeah, im not really into small guns. I like the big ones. Its just something very liberating about hearing them burst ya know?"
Oh wow, shes making this way too easy.
"So you like the big ones, huh?" Theirs a soft hitch in her voice at my undeniable hidden tone. "And yeah, I know what you mean about hearing em burst..."
Yup, id so love hearing the way my gun would burst in her hand, and possibly her face.
"Bella..." I ignore the small hint of lust in her voice and continue onward with the deed.
"You know, I've got a gun...its big too." She hums to herself and i just picture the smile on her face.
"Do you now?" This tone lets me know that she will indeed play along with my little game.
"Oh yeah. You should come play with it sometimes..."
"Hmm. Well, Id love to play with it, but I dont think you're ready for that. I have a very heavy, tight grip...might make it it go off to soon.."
I giggle.
"Babe, you dont have to worry about that. Its always on safety..."
"Well in that case... Why dont you play with it for me?"
"Its kind of hard to do that while im driving. Besides...I like the way you handle it better. You cock it back slowly...just right. I always do it to fast and its goes off in my hand..."
Its quiet, aside from the subtle snickering between the two us.
"So what are you doing now?"
"Playing...a game..."
Theres the sound of sheets shifting, letting me know shes getting comfortable.
"And what game is that?"
"Its called," she lets out this really naughty drawled out moan that goes straight to my core. "Petting the pussy.."
Oh hell yeah!
"That sounds like a fun game. How do you uh...play it?" Shes breathing so damn hard right now and its causing delicious tingles in my snatch. (lol, snatch, smh)
"Well first," a groan. "I unzip my pants a little...but only a little."
"Yeah, and then what?" I shift forward onto my knees and peek through the small crack of the closet door.
Yes, im in the closet. Her closet to be exact. Why? Well Id tell ya but really, who gives a shit. I've done way worse and creepier things, right?
Fuck yeah im right!
Anyway.
"So what happens after that?" My eyes flash as I see her back arch off the bed. I love that, the arch I mean. When you're on the receiving end of that, its like...words just cant describe it.
It can make or break the moment thats for sure.
Her hand dips into her pants at a very hurried pace, making me bite my lip.
"Then, fuck, then you umm," I see her working it very vigorously and I just about had it.
"Then what, Rose?" I whisper, slowly opening the door so not to startle the writhing mess ahead of me. From what I can tell from here, on the floor, her eyes are closed. Very slowly I begin to crawl forward on my hands and knees.
"Then you slowly start to pet it.."
Slowly? From what I can see she aint petting nothing slowly.
"You sure you're suppose to pet its slowly, Rose?"
My nose flares at the the scent in the air; she smells like rainbows and fucking sunshine.
"Y-yeah.." Im finally at the side of her bed, and my assumption was right, her eyes are closed, but thats not really what has my attention at the moment.
My eyes are focused on her hands. The right one is fisted in her pants and the left one his kneading the flesh of her breast. She has on one of my favorite leisure shirts; it says "The breakfast of champions: pussy, pancakes and pineapples."
Yups, I love me some pancakes and pineapples but I love pussy more.
At least thats what it used to say anyway. She made a few modification; she cut the shirt into a little baby halter top. So now not only do I see just the words "pussy" but I get to see the soft swell of her breast. But only the underside or underboob as I call it.
I stand up on my knees and carefully reach for the hand in her pants.
"Slow and steady wins the race" I say, startling her; she jumps slightly and peers up at me through wide, rapidly blinking eyes.
"B-Bella, how did..what..."
"-Well, im the pussy monster of course.." I point to the closet to make my meaning clearer.
To my dismay she removes her hands and sits up with a look of utter confusion.
"I..I dont understand," her head shakes. "I thought you were on the road?"
"Well yeah, yesterday I was. There was a very special package that someone needed delivered to a neighbor.
And by neighbor I mean Jessica Stanley, and by someone I mean me.
You didnt really think Id just let that bitch get away with hurting Rose, did you?
Lets just say that I purposely sent a very large package containing a very large and very black dildo her way. And of course it wouldnt be a gift if I didnt give a card. It read,"You stupid fucking cunt. If you ever in your life fuck with what's mine again, I'll literally fucking murder you with this dick. You'd probably like that though, since you're a whore. And ya know what they say, once you go black you never go back...or walk straight for that matter. Anywho, just wanted to give you a present to remind you of what's waiting for you if you disobey me. But yeahhhh, big black cock...and uh, ya know... go fuck yourself in hell. Signed Bella, Swan." (A/N: Lol, yes im black so absolutely no racism there, but ill apologize if i offend anybody by that.)
Yeah thats right, I signed my real name, cause I aint no bitch!
And its a win-win situation. I made my fucking point clear and in the process I get to see Rose.
"So..you're..you're staying for today or..?"
"-I'll be here for the rest of the week. Got a few deliveries throughout the state, so yeah."
And just like that, im rewarded with the brightest smile ever and im immediately tugged to the bed.
I land softly on top, completely wedged between her legs and I grin down at her.
I suppose she feels something poking at her because her brows crease in confusion. She pushes me back slightly and really looks me over for the first time.
I watch in amusement as a sly grin makes its way onto her lips and she just shakes her head.
"Bella, what are wearing?" As she says this, I get up so she can fully appreciate my attire.
I just so happen to be wearing, well partially nothing. Im shirtless with no bra and the only thing covering my chest is edible brown paint and brown feathers. The feathers, which are suppose to be fur, according to Alice, cover from my abs all the way up to my shoulders. I've got my hair up in a ponytail with a pair of furry ears to top it off. My arms dont have feathers but are covered in paint also; my lower half is covered by my harness, which is equip with the "hershey" rod as Leah likes to call it. And yes, theres a tail attached to the back of it.
I really went all out with this one, even got a an attachable snout. Now if this aint love then I dont know what is.
"I wanted to surprise you. Alice and Leah helped me..." I say, putting on my nose to to complete the costume.
"Wait, Leahs here too?" I nod my head in confirmation. "Just how long have you been in my closet, R. Kelly?"
I snort at her reference. "I dont know. We got here around ten-ish this morning. It took Alice about two hours to do this and luckily you were still sleep soooo...I snuck in and hid in the closet. " I finish with a shrug. "Figured you'd be down with a visit from grandma, Red Riding Hood."
Slowly she nods her head in understanding and looks me over once more, tilting her head this way and that as she does so.
This goes on for a few minutes and I begin to think that maybe this was a bad idea, at least thats what the frown on her face tells me. But then she peers up at me through lidded eyes; they briefly flash with promising lust before a sexy smirk works it way onto her lips.
"Grandma, what big ears you have" She begins, smiling seductively and once again tugs me closer to her body.
Grinch grin.
"The better to hear you moan with my dear.." I whisper into her ear, licking the rim and slightly biting it. I slowly begin to work down towards her neck.
"And what big hands you have..." She moans out as my hands begin to knead and tweak her right breast.
"The better to fuck and tease you with, my dear." I arch into her as I feel her hands scratching at my back.
"But grandma, what a big tongue you have.." She says in between sucking and tugging on my lips.
"The better to taste you with, my dear." And thats exactly what I do. I glide down her body with tongue, stopping to pay each breast special attention; I flatten my tongue against the underside of her right tit and lick it all the way up to the nipple, where I place an open wide kiss and then suck. She lets out a moan that would rival that of a porn star.
I let it go with a wet "pop" and work my way farther down her body. I frown as I reach my destination; her fully clothed kitty.
That wont do. No, that wont do at all.
Slowly taking the the offending material between my fingers, I slide them down, leaving her lace intact.
"Bella, why didnt you just.."
"-Shh," I command, staring at the damp spot of her lingerie. "Slow and steady, Rose...I just need a moment of silence.." Ignoring both the look of confusion and annoyance, I move so that im now face to face with her baby maker.
Eww, maybe I shouldnt refer to it at that. I've seen a pregnant vag before and witnessed childbirth and as much as I love the poon tang, the visual of what I just said is enough to turn me off. Not for good, but still...
Anywho.
Well, wait since we're already on a side topic, might as well get all my rambling out the way. So I was on YouPorn the other day with Leah, and she got me hip to this one chick Sophia Moone; shaking my head man, shaking my head...That chick is HOT! Almost hotter than Rosalie! And man, I thought I was good at playing the pussy, but shes a fuckin pro.
Random, I know.
Alright, back to our regularly scheduled smex scene..
"You're a weirdo, Bella.."
I look up from between her legs and notice the amusement on her face.
"You've been sitting there for about three minutes, having one of your inner monologues again...im guessing?"
She knows me so well.
Instead of actually answering her with a smart reply, I choose to retort with my mouth. I lick her from where her opening would be all the way up to her profound clit. And what do I do? I suck of course! Which definitely gets her attention; her legs immediately clamp down on my head, not too hard but I can definitely feel it.
About five minutes in, I stop momentarily to her displeasure and gently slap at her thighs, silently telling her to open. She does as told and watches me sit up on my knees; silently, I reach for the lace and she complies with a arch off the bed.
That fuckin arch, man.
I free one ankle and place it flat on the bed and then the other; gently pushing her legs father apart I return to my previous position and continue the task at hand.
My tongue pokes and then flattens over her clit, where I apply just the right amount of pressure. She purring like a cat. Her hips begin to roll, seeking more friction, but I dont want to quite give her that until she gives me what I want. I lick and suck and lick and suck, getting her nice and wet, then as I feel her legs start to tremble I blow ever so lightly against her.
And...splash.
She lets out a scream that makes me throb oh so painfully; its on and poppin after this. Migraine and all, im gonna beat the fuck outta her cat.
Hehe, she'll have to call the ASPCA on my ass!
Slowly but surely her legs begin to weaken and I gingerly help her down from her high by lapping at the juices running down her inner thigh.
Using my patient, or lack of, I wait for her to catch her breath, which seems to be taking a mighty long time.
"C'mon Charlie," I whine, trying to pry open her now closed legs with no avail. "You ready to visit the Chocolate Factory or what?" I rub Mr. hershey against her shin to make my point. Her chest rise and falls rapidly for the last time at this, and I watch as shes purses her lips.
I dont think I like that face. It reminds me of SpongeBob.
"Mmm, nah. I think my golden ticket expired already, Wonka..." She grins lazily; she looks so fuckin high right now too.
Fuck that. If she wants to play games then I'll play along...
Determination etched across my face, I place my snout back on my nose and reply...
"Little pig, little pig, open up your legs.." My hip gives a thrust against her jointed knees and I slowly start to rub under her thighs, trying to coax them open.
Her lips purse even more as she tries to keep from laughing.
"Not by the cum on your chinney chin chin.." She giggles again.
Hmm.
"But I want to thrust and thrust, til I knock out your walls..."
We stare at each other because we already know what's gonna happen, and it doesnt fail; we start laughing our asses off. Her legs part in the process and I end up conviently rolling on top of her.
Yup, conveniently, not planned at all.
"So you wanna fuck now?" I finally say, pushing myself up enough to see her face.
"Do I ever..." Her lips capture mine as her legs wrap around my waist. My hips wiggle a little until I feel myself being sunk further into Rose.
No hands, bitches! Thats what happens when your awesomeness is at level a hundred with a plus ten rod. No hands required.
My movements are languid and precise at first. I give an especially slow but deep thrust that makes her her tits bounce in the most glorious way.
Opting for different positions, since I know I dont have long to enjoy myself before Rose shows her dominance, I place both of her legs over my shoulders and slightly push my body into hers. Then, well then thats when I really let her have it.
"Oh fuck, just like that, Bella...dont stop!" I hit her with one of her favorite moves; I literally do the "Butterfly" buts its very fast paced and probably looks retarded as fuck if I was actually watching myself do it. Oh well, she likes it.
"So you like fucking your grandma, Rose?"
"W-what?" She pants out and tries her best to keep her eyes open. "Bella, what the...what the fuuuucckkk," pause and a heavy pant. "What the f-fuck are you talking about?"
"Im talking about you," deep thrust. "being a whore," another thrust,"And liking bestiality. Tisk, Tisk, Tisk. What a nasty slut you are...bet you shower naked too." I add as an after thought and chuckle to myself.
"Okay, ya know what...?" And just like that my fun is over; shes taken control...as usual. " Enough talking.." She pushes against me a little and then suddenly im laying in her previous position with her hovering over me. I let this happen of course, because I secretly love watching her bounce up and down on top of me. I look down between us just in time to see her take "me" in and I just about cum on myself. I dont know what it is about that, but the whole visual is just UGH! Its orgasmic.
I cant complain too much about the new position even if I wanted too; everytime she slams down on me, my clit rubs against the harness and I've got one word for you...BLISS.
My hands take purchase on her hips where I help guide her into a steady rhythm. Her back arches forward and I breifly wonder if its possible to give somebody scoliosis just by fucking. If not, her back will more than likely being hurting to say the least because im so sure your suppose to arch that deep.
Whatever.
Soon im rewarded with a familiar sound that washes away and all thoughts; the sound of wet vag. Its like a squelching sound or dare I say it? It sounds like Emmet's Mac N Cheese being stirred in a pot.
I so need to have Emmet whip me up some of that. I miss him...
"Seriously, Bella? You're seriously thinking about Mac N Cheese at a time like this..? What the fuck!"
How the fuck does she do that?
She hasn't stopped her ministrations, but she is glaring down at me with her arms folded.
Lie, fucking lie!
"I...I wasnt. I thought I heard you queef is all..." And just like before, she gets all embarrassed.
Works everytime.
"You really shouldnt find it embarrassing at all. I think its the sexiest thing I've ever heard." I say, sitting up so that im now eye level with her breast. "I like hearing it," I whisper against her nipple, making her shudder. "I like making you wet.." I slip it between my teeth and gently bite down. Her only reaction is to scratch at my scalp, very close to the back of my neck, which happens to be my spot.
"Rose, dont.." She subtly starts to rub at my neck, making my toes curl and my stomach tighten. "Im not...I wont be able hold on if you.."
"-I know. Fuck, im sorry I just...oh god, i Just want you to come with me..." She pants and looks down at me pleadingly. I nod my head slowly and kiss her soundly before leaning my forehead against her; I close my eyes as my right hand snakes between us and latches onto her bundle of nerves. This moment is something she and I rarely share, so I wont fight it. I wont fight the shocks shes sending through my body with her hands, and I wont fight the noises spilling from my mouth. I'll just close my eyes and concentrate on her.
Her fingers make a swipe just below my ear and I immediately stiffen; it catches me off guard for a moment, causing my hand to jerk a bit too hard into her. Her breath hitches along with my own but before I fully let the feeling wash over me, I mutter the three words I've been holding onto for the past year.
"I love you..."After that, we both fall over like dominos.
We land in a heap on her bed, with her laying on top of me and leaning into my neck.
"Did you...really mean that? Or was it...?"
"-No it wasnt the heat of the moment type thing...I meant every word..." Gently I begin to rub her back when suddenly I hear a sniffle.
See, this is why I dont get in touch with my feelings. Its just way too mushy.
"Why are you crying?" She shifts over onto my left side and I stare at her as she wipes at her face vigorously.
"I...I dont know. I guess because...nobody's ever said something like that to me before or meant ...because I love you, too."
So im her first then?
Suddenly a big dumb grin stretches across my face at that realization.
"Eww, what's is that face for?" She laughs lightly, raising a fine eyebrow questionably.
"No reason," I shrug. "Well, how much do you love me?" I might as well test the waters and see how far I can push my luck.
"Alot..."
"Is it enough to munch on my Snickers bar?" I all but laugh and point to the brown rod sticking between my legs.
"Ugh, are you seriously going on about this again? Im not sucking you off, okay..?"
"But you never wanna do anything I want to do..." I pout at her, making her shake her head. "The last time we fucked I asked you to join the mile high club and you refused..."
"Bella, we werent even in a plane for goodness sake!"
"Thats what the magic sack was for, Babe. You dont always need a plane to reach the sky..." And trust me, that was some top notch stuff I had with me. I tried to get her to smoke it while we were doing the nasty, promising that she'd have the most intense orgasm ever, but of course she refused. That didnt stop me of course and lets just say I was beyond the stars and infinity.
"Pot head.." She shakes her head disapprovingly but smiles nonetheless.
"Cunt.." I flash her my cheesiest smile and im rewarded with a shove in the face. "C'mon, babe. Just do it this one time...besides, I know your hungry..so eat a Snickers" She gives me a pointed look to which I just smile and shrug.
"What is with you in this anyway? Its not like you can feel it even if I did do it..."
"Its not always about the feeling, babe. Its more about the visual...of you, on your knees with your lips slobbing me down."
You guys cant tell me that wouldnt be hot?
"Id definitely do it for you," I persist and inwardly fist pump as she glides down my body and heads straight for the the floor. She pets the edge of the bed and theres no way im gonna deny her.
"Bullshit. You dont even let me use one of these on you.."
True.
"Thats because I wears the pants in this relationship. I call the shots, so when I say get on yo knees like top notch hoe...then fuckin do it!"
And cue the broken record moment.
"Excuse me? You wanna run that by me one more time?" That eyebrow is arched again and that incredulous look on her face tells me I should probably back peddle.
"I mean, im sucha bitch ass...you wear the pants and... and you're totally fuckin awesome..?" I ask, looking at her for her approval; her lips purse for second as she debates. "Buy me that Coach bag I've been begging for and all is forgiven.."
Oh she wants to play that game?
If I say no, then she'll deny me, and were so close right now; I mean her lips are practically right there on the tip.
"Okay, but this better be some top quality..." All coherent thoughts fly out of the window when her mouth slowly descends; keeping her eyes locked onto mine her mouth envelopes all nine itches and im absolutely stuck.
HOLY...FUCKIN...SHIT!
The visual is enough to make me cum on myself ten times, but its the actually thought of her, licking off her own juices that has my stomach and toes curling. Im not gonna last that long.
My breath hitches at one particular deep swallow she gives; she takes it all the way to the hilt and slowly she pulls back, dragging her teeth across it.
Two words for you: fuckin pro.
I feel her hands rub up my inner thigh and head straight for the spot hidden behind the harness. She pinches me, causing me to jump and I immediately grab for her hair. Instead of hearing her bark like she usually does, she just hums and begins to rock against my foot.
And boy is she wet.
Im on sensory overload.
She rubs me in circles, slow and precisely, making the tightening in my stomach unbearable.
Holy fuck, im gonna cum on myself!
And just as im about to let that feeling wash over me, a gruff voice startles me.
"Hey tit-munglars, keep your lesbionic activities to a minimum. People are tryna relax around here!"
The voice is unexpected and very unfamiliar, so I cant help it when I give a slight jump, causing me to hit the back her throat rather hard. She gags and spits me out, and in the process of my hurriedness to make sure shes okay, I jerk forward and slap her in the face with the dildo.
"Oh my god, are you okay?" Im doing my best not to laugh but I mean, come on, this shit is hilarious!
"Ugh, no im not fucking okay! You poked me in the eye!"
"Shit," I giggle, "Im sorry. Here, let me see.." I remove the hand over her right eye and examine the damage done, but I get nothing. "Its fine. It'll probably be a little irritated but other than that...no bruises or black eyes.."
"Yeah well, you better hope thats all I have. Ugh, you are so not getting this privilege anymore..."
Say what?
"Well hold on now. Its not my fault your dad scared the shit outta me. I mean, I thought he was out of town..."
"Bella, that wasnt my dad. That was Edward..."
Bullshit that was Cockward! I know that tinkle fairies voice and that voice I just heard did not bring about rainbows and pony's.
"Bullshit. Edwards voice is not that deep..." She simply shrug's like its nothing and moves towards her vanity.
"Do you honestly think my dad would say something like that to me? To his princess?"
Good point. I've never even heard Carlisle curse before.
"True, but that cant be Edward.."
"Go see for yourself.." She challenges, looking at me through her mirror.
I like a challenge.
Without another word, I exit her confinements and make my way down the hall towards Alice's room.
"Hey, you guys seen Cockward anywhere?" I ask, peeking in on there little sex game; it would seem as though they're into games as well. Alice is riding on Leahs back naked, waving her hands in the air like its a rodeo.
Wow.
"Let me guess, you heard his voice?"
"Hell yeah. What the fuck is all that about?"
"Go see for yourself," she waves me off with a shrug.
"Go see for yourself" I mock, shaking my head in annoyance.
Oh well, only one way to find out...
Eagerly I begin to walk down the hall again, I stop by his room and peek in but he's nowhere in sight.
Hmm.
"You seem a bit lost." Says a semi-familiar voice from behind me. Theres a heavy accent; some kind of spanish I presume which only means one thing; Carmen.
"Uh yeah, I was looking for Edward..." For the first time ever I find myself shying away from female attention. Carmen has been working here for about six months now. She and her brother, Eleazar took our place after Leah and I were fired.
I dont know what it is about this women, but she just...kind of creeps me out. Everytime I turn around shes eyeing me like im a piece of meat, and I should find it endearing but...I just always get these flashing red lights in my head, warning me to stay away, no matter how hot she is. So thats what Im gonna do.
"I believe Mister Cullen went to the theatre room..." She practically purrs, circling me like a damn lioness. Its not helping that im still pretty much naked, dressed up like the fucking big bad wolf with this harness still securely attached to me, which she seems to be eyeing appreciatively.
Sorry sweetness, but that belongs to Rose.
"Right, well uh...thanks..?" I quickly make a bee-line for the elevator but not before I hear her utter an "Anytime.."
Shudders.
Sure enough, as I enter the main door to the theatre I spot a figure slouching in the middle row, one hand in their pants while the other occupies a beer.
Thats so not Edward.
Cautiously I step down a row or two to try to get a better look, when suddenly something on the screen catches my eyes.
There on the screen is a smoking hot brunette, getting train banged but at least five guys.
"What the fuck?" I so didnt mean to say that out loud, but its just caught me off guard. Next thing I know im being greeted by Cockwards very different looking face.
His once unruly, gelled up hair is long gone, leaving a very appealing buzz cut in its wake. His facial hair has partially began to grow out, giving him this really douchie, gruff look.
All in all, he looks way better than what I remember and if i was into the whole peen thing, id probably be swooning right now.
"Can I fucking help you, Princess snarf-a-clit?"
My eyes widen at his unexpected remark, leaving me stuck.
So that was his voice then? Wow, major revamp I see.
Not only has his appearance and voice change, but his personality changed as well.
Fucking awesome!
"What the fuck happened to you!" Im all but bouncing on my toes right now. I cant ever remember being this excited about anything, well not counting the thing Rosalie just did.
But yeah, im totally tweaking out right now.
"I could say the same thing to you," he takes a drag of his cig and raises an eyebrow at my appearance. I shrug and take a seat next to him. Two things I take notice to: one, he's not wearing a shirt and two, he ditched his tight ass skinny jeans and is now wearing a pair of baggy diesel jeans.
Thank god!
"Yeah, okay. Just help yourself to a seat, I guess." He mumbles, propping up his feet against the seat in front of him.
"Dude, seriously. What the fuck happened to you? This isnt the Cockward I know...I mean you have muscles for fucks sake!" I point to the row of muscles aligning his stomach.
" Obviously that 'Cockward' is dead and gone." He takes a swig of his beer. "Anyways, dont you have something better to do, like play wonder-clits with my sister?"
Wonder-clits! He said wonder clits...fuckin A!
"Well yeah, I did have something better to do along those lines. But as usual, you ruined that for me. You ruined my nut, so I think my prodding is only fair.."
"Whatever..."
"Nice flick by the way.." I point to the screen, where the lovely brunette is patiently waiting for that cum shot to be filled. "Okay, nevermind.." I literally gag out, turning my head as soon as I see her chugging the jizz. Fucking sick.
He doesnt seem all that bothered by it, which only brings me back to my original question...
"What the fuck happened to you, Eddy?"
"I broke up with, Jasper...thats what happened."
If this is the outcome of that, then I say good riddance. In my opinion, him breaking it off with Jasper was the best thing that happened..to well, everyone.
"Oh yeah? And just what happened to make you break it off with Fleece Johnson? Let me guess, turned out to be too much of a booty warrior for ya?" (If you guys dont know who fleece Johnson is, I encourage, no I beg y'all to look him up on youtube. It'll just make this joke all that much more funnier lol.)
"Something like that.." he says with a shrug. "I walked in on him giving some random floozy a Milky Way..."
The fuck is a Milky Way?
"Its when you take a frozen candy bar, stick it up somebody's ass and basically eat it out..." Leah answers my thoughts from behind, startling the both of us.
Do I even want to know why and how shes knows this?
"Wow, that has to be the sickest thing I've ever heard..." I say with a grimace. "I really hope you didnt participate in something like that?" I nod towards Edward, who seems to be zoning out, staring at the screen.
"Nah, not really my thing. In fact, im really starting to rethink every aspect of my love life..."
Gradually, Leah, Alice and Rose start taking empty seats beside us.
"What do you mean, rethink it? You mean like, rethink your love for Jasper or..."
"-I wouldnt even call what we had love. It was convenient at the most...like love always is..convenient. Shit is so over-rated..."
Oh boy, im not really sure I like where this is headed. Im so not the person he wants to be crying on right now.
"I think you're just saying that because he hurt you. Love is complicated, and yeah a bit over-rated, but everybody wants it..." My eyes flicker towards Rosalie's for a moment and I smile at the twitch in the corner of her lips.
"And you call me gay?" He retorts, smirking at my heated face. "Its not even really about Jasper anymore...I honestly dont even think I ever really loved him as much as I thought I did..."
He pauses and takes another swig of his beer and scratches at his chin.
Im so glad his testicles finally descended.
"Its been about six days since then. Four days of me crying like a fucking bitch... in the shower mind you, and to make it worse...I was wacking off while I was doing it.
Wow.
"And you want to know what...or rather who I was thinking about the whole time?"
His eyes close as he takes a drag of from his cancer stick.
"Carmen, thats who..." Its dead fucking quiet in here; we're all currently looking at him like he's lost his fucking mind.
Come again?
"Holy shit, you're down with the poon-tang!" I point accusingly, to which he just rolls his eyes and shakes his head.
"I never said that per se, I just said that I thought about her is all..."
"Bullshit! If you've thought about...if it even crossed your mind for a second, then you're down wit it. Not to mention you just said you were crying and wacking off," I shake my head at the thought. Really Edward? "In the shower, so that means she makes your dick hard...sounds like you're down to me..."
"She does have point, Edward..."
"She has many points, Alice...doesnt mean shes making one of relevance..."
"Dude, stop pussy-footin and just admit it. You're not as gay as you think you are...and its cool. If you like dick, then you like dick. And if you like pussy then you like..."
"I dont like pussy..." He says distastefully and irritably, taking a long drag from his cig.
"How do you know that? Have you ever even had pussy before?"
"No, and Im not going too..."
"Wait, wait, wait, WAIT. You've never been with a women before?"
"No, I've...I've never been with anyone besides Jasper..." He mumbles a bit shyly.
What the fuck? Oh hell no, its time to make some major changes Asap! Im gonna show him the wonders of pussy and all its glory.
"So how the hell can you say you dont like it, if you've never even had it..."
"The same way you can say you dont like dick.."
"Yeah, but the difference between you and me is that I've actually had dick. You've never had pussy, pussy."
Everyone except for Leah look at me like im crazy.
Okay, so maybe I lied about me and Jake in High school. We had a ten minute fuck session during our two week long relationship, which resulted in what you see today.
The fuckin Pussy Monster yo! Guess I should thank him though.
"Well whatever. I know I dont like it...because... I just know..."
"C'mon man, stop playing the fuck outta yourself...you said so yourself...you've been rethinking your love life, so why not try to actually find out what it is you want?"
"Just what are you getting at, Isabella?" I glare at the name and ignore the smug look on his ugly/pretty face.
Ugh.
"Im saying, Im gonna get you laid...by pussy."
"Welp, i think thats enough bullshit for today." He stand, and then stretches.
"Wait. Just hear me out for second! After that, if you still dont wanna hear it then its fuck me and you can be on your merry way.."
Reluctantly he sits back down with a huff.
"Alright look. All I wanna do is test the waters a bit...just find out if you have the slightest bit of attraction to women or not..."
"Why are you so adamant about this...why do you care and what do you get out of it?"
"I cant I just help a friend in need?" He eyes me skeptically. " Alright, forgive me for being so blunt about this but I dont think you understand how profound this is. How may gay people do you know that just wake up one day and decide that their into the one thing they swore they werent?"
"Glad im able to provide you with entertainment.." he quips sarcastically.
"Look, I'll tell you what. Let me delve into this for awhile, see where it goes and at the end of it all, if you're still sure that you're not into poon...AT ALL. Then...I'll break up with Rosalie and you'll never have to see me again.."
"What the fuck, Bella!"
I ignore Rosalie as he debates this for minute.
"I'll even throw in a blow job from Emmet..."
"Deal."
Knew that'd be the deal breaker.
"Okay, operation dicks-to-clits in in full effect..."
"Well where do we start?"
"We?" Edward says hesitantly, eying Alice all the while.
"Yeah, We. Bella's not gonna have all the fun, ya know.."
"This isnt fuckin Ru Paul's drag, fuckers.."
"Yeah, whatever. First things first...we gotta see what you're working with in the clothing department. We're going out tonight, and as much as the new look works for you, we dont want you coming off a a total douche..."
"And where exactly are we going tonight?
"Out..."
"Alright. Well if we're gonna do this, can you please put on some proper clothing...its distracting.."
I raise an questionably, but decide not to even go there. I dont even want to know what he means by that.
*H.T.H*
"Dude, what the fuck? I so thought you were done with these?" Im holding one of the many pair of skinny jeans that are aligning his walk in closest. Guess some things never change.
"What's wrong with my skinnies?"
"Okay, first off...dont EVER call em that."
Skinnies, what the fuck?
"Secondly, chicks dont dig guys in skinny jeans, unless you're Lil fuckin Wayne, and still...thats highly questionably. Save that shit for the skaters, man..."
I rummage through his drawers, opting for T-shirts instead.
At least he got rid of the glittery shit. Most of of his shirts are plain white tees, with the exception of some printed band logo shirts.
"Ahh, here we go. Put this on.." I say, throwing a black, cotton knit V-neck t-shirt at em. He does as he's told and awkwardly stands there in his boxers and the shirt, waiting for my approval. Its tight, but compliments his newly found muscles and defines his chest more.
"Thats one thing down.." My eyes study him further and they land back to his boxers; that just wont do.
"Put these on.." I throw a pair of black boxer briefs at em. He eyes them and then eyes me strangely.
"Well...?"
"I cant put them on when you're staring at me.." He mumbles and for a brief second his gayness shines through; he blushes like a school girl.
"Oh for fucks sake! Everybody close your eyes..." I dont even wait to see if they comply, I just walk off to the closet and rummage through until I find anything that does not resemble skinny jeans.
My eyes land on a pair of light blue stone washed jeans, which were hanging in the far back corner, clearly forgotten. They look to be a bit baggy, but in my opinion thats what we're looking for. Worst comes to worst, we'll just have to a belt on him.
"Alright, Im pretty sure these right here are a winner.." Not entirely paying attention, I walk in on him fondling his jewels.
"What the hell are you doing?"
"Its uncomfortable. It feels like its tucking under my balls..."
So didnt need to know that.
"Just...put it on the side of your thigh or something..."
"Its still uncomfortable. Not to toot my own horn but...im kinda big down there..."
"Alright, I dont need any details...just make it work...and put on these pants."
As expected, they are a bit baggy; you can see the beginning of where his briefs start. Not too much, but it works for him.
"I still feel like a douche..." Yeah, he probably looks like one too, but we'll just have to make it work, cause I refuse to go with the skinny jeans.
"Alright, take everything off, except for the undies."
"But I thought..."
"-It needs to be ironed. You should always be crisp, cut and clean...helps maintain the swag, which you'll learn in time. Right now, we're gonna move on to step two..."
"Well what about my facial hair? Isnt this kinda douchie too?"
"Nah, not really. The five o'clock shadow thing works for you. Anyway, Alice...you wanna go ahead with step two?"
"Okay, step two is dancing, Edward..."
"I know how to dance.." He retorts, sliding his jeans back on.
"No," I interrupt, "you know how to do the dougie. Theres a difference. Dancing in the club is more like grinding...having sex on the dance floor. Keep that dougie shit for house party's.
"Yes, and grinding, like Bella said, is what we're going to be focusing on. Not so much you, since you're the one on the receiving end. But still, you gotta have some rhythm. Leah...?" She beckons Leah from the bed.
"Alright pay attention, Eddy..." Slowly Alice start twirling her hips towards Leah, both in a circular motion and then opts for occasionally rolling them back and forth; she reminds me of a belly dancer. Leah subtly copies her movement, bringing their hands into play. For the most part, their hands are intertwined above their head, but when the position is changed to where Alice's ass is grinding into Leah front, Leah's hands begin to roam any and everywhere.
"Okay, this is really uncomfortable...I dont wanna see my sister grinding into Leah, thats sick!"
"Oh get over it, Eddy! You got the jist of it though, right?"
"Yeah I got it. I've been grinded on before...I did dance with Angela at the party, remember?"
"Say what? Where the fuck was I when this took place!" I hadnt meant to say that out loud, but still. My sweet, innocent little Angela was grinding her ass on Edward and not me? What the hell!
"I believe you were getting fucked in the bathroom..." Rosalie practically hisses, glaring at me.
"Hehe, right...fucking in the bathroom, I remember now!"
Fail.
"Well, what now?"
"Hmm, tell me Edward...how is your performance in bed?"
Never thought id be asking him this question...think I just threw up a little in my mouth.
"I dont know. Me and Jasper always changed it up. Sometime I was top and other time I was a bottom.."
Gag.
"Okay, forget all that. Forget everything you know about dick and getting dicked down. Sex is way different with a women. Their body is different, their softer and though we sometimes like it rough, you gotta be gentle.."
"How is that different from men exactly?"
"Well whatever, ya know what I mean. I'll just put it like this...most guys arent really in tune with a girls body and needs...they focus only on themselves..bust a nut and call it a day. Thats not what you wanna do, Eddy..."
"So what do I want to do then?"
"Give them pleasure of course. Tease them, make them them beg...its about them more than its about you. Always put them first and worry about your needs last..."
He nods his head slowly.
"If Im gonna really show you some things then we're gonna need an assistant..Rose..?"
"Oh hell no! I refuse to just sit here and watch you make a porn with my sister.."
Alright, we werent gonna make a porno per se, I was just gonna show him where to touch...over her clothing of course.
"Well what else do you want me to do?"
Leah leans over, whispers something into my ear that answers my question.
"CARMEN!" I bark out, ignoring the way Edwards eyes seem to bulge.
"What the hell? Dont call her in here!" He scrambles to his feet and makes ready for the door, only to run smack dead right into the said womens breast.
Classic.
"Is there something wrong, Mister Cullen?" I bite down on my lip so hard, trying to keep from laugh, that I think I may of drawn blood.
"Uhhh...n-no..I um," he stutters profusely, keeping his gaze fixated on her milk duds; well thats another clear sign that he may just be swinging our way.
"Carmen," I say in the most sweetest voice I can muster. I usually use this trick on Rose when I really want something; she notices of course and practically kills me with her eyes. "I was wondering if you could do something for me. Its...kinda of secret, like between you, myself, and the others." I nod in their direction and watch as she raises an eyebrow, beckoning me to continue. "You see, Eddy here is a virgin.."
"Hey!"
"-And we kinda need someone, other than ourselves to show him the wonders of the female body. Ya know, where to touch in such..?"
"-I dont know, Miss Isabella...thats not really in my job description..."
Sigh. Shes giving me a not so subtle fuck of the eyes.
"Will this," I pull out four a hundred dollars bills."Make it part of your job description?"
"I suppose," she purses her lips before taking the cash." So what do I have to do?"
"-Take your clothes off." No use in beating around the bush. "All of them...please."
Without a moments hesitation, she complies. Shes now nude, standing in the middle of the room with everyone crowding around.
I force Edward to sit right in front of her, indian style, with his face pretty much smack dab in front of her cooter. He visible gulps a few time and even tries to look away but I force his face back.
"Alright, Carmen. Can you um...spread your legs..and your lips..if you dont mind?"
Theres a grumble to my far left, where Rosalie just so happens to be sitting.
Im pretty sure this all seems and looks so fucked up to her, but its a must. I mean, its not like im fucking her..
"You see that there, Eddy?" I point to the small hooded, bundle of nerves; I give her a nod, silently telling her to pull the skin back so he can really see it. "Thats the clitoris.."
"I know what a clitoris is, Bella. I took health in school.."
"Well did health class teach you how to suck it?" I quip, once again forcing his gaze to the prize ahead; I shove him forward a bit out of annoyance. Luckily for him, it wasnt enough for his face to come into contact with it.
"Now, stop being a dick and pay attention!Carmen, you mind workin that out for us? Just touch it like you'd want somebody else to..."
"Oh for fucks sake! You never said anything about making a damn smut fest out of this..."
I ignore Rosalie and motion for Carmen to do the deed. She looks me straight in the eye and starts slowly rubbing her clit in circles.
Rosalie is right...this is so fucked up.
Edward watches with curious yet shameful eyes, along with myself, and I take note to his body language. He seems to be breathing very hard and biting his lips every so often at the noises shes making. Carmen really gets into, pushing a finger into herself and grabbing at her breast; his nose flares at this and his right legs seems to be having a hard time sitting still.
I think we're making progress.
"This is fucking hot." I hear Leah say, followed by Alice's affirmed agreement.
"You want to touch her, Edward?" I whisper into his ear, coaxing him to go with what he's feeling. "Thats what you thought about, right? Touching her, making her moan likes shes doing now..?"
He shudders as I gingerly begin messaging his shoulders, making him relax more. "She'll let you, ya know? She'll let you do anything you want. Isnt that right Carmen?"
"Fuck, yes!" She moans, throwing her head back.
"All you have to do is say the word, Eddy. And you could be two knuckles deep...or balls deep in that pussy.."
"Shit, if he dont I will!" Leah cuts in, earning a slap to the back of her head.
"I...I..."
"C'mon, Eddy. Show me you got some balls...touch her.." I help him to his feet and slowly start pushing him closer. He flexes his hands a few times, which tells me he does indeed want to touch her.
"W-what..what should I touch?" He looks down at me over his shoulder with child like innocents.
What lost little lamb he is.
"Anything you want.."
Slowly his hands descend upon her breast. He lets out a shuddery breath but doesnt move them right away, just lays them there. Her hands move to cover his own and she gently begins to coax them into a steady rhythm.
Gradually he gains more confidence and begins to message them himself, occasionally twisting and tweaking her nipples.
By this time, Rosalie has already excused herself. As much as i should comfort her, I really need to stay by Edwards side on this.
His hands move lower every now and then, swiping across her stomach and hip, but never going lower...even though its so obvious that he wants to.
"Touch it, Edward. Touch the pussy, touch her pussy..." Im in his ear again, willing my voice to help him take the next step.
"I..I cant. I cant touch..that..."
That? Yeah he definitely wont be able to if he cant even say the word.
"Say it, Edward.."
"I cant..."
"Out loud, say it.." He breathes deeply and wets his lips.
"P-pussy.."
"Are you afraid? Are are afraid to touch her pussy, Edward?"
"Yes..." He whispers, turning his head slightly.
"Well too MOTHAFUCKIN bad! Now touch it.."
He jumps slightly as I force his hands in between her thighs, causing her to mewl.
"Its...its wet.."
"Thats a good thing, Edward. Thats what you want to happen..." He removes his hand and stairs at the moisture and even opts to smelling it. His mouth twitches a bit, but he doesnt make any signs of distaste.
"It has a funny smell to it. Like...a musky type smell...is that normal?"
"Well yeah. Every girl has her own unique scent, but generally thats what you want a girl to smell like. If she smells like the Crusty Crab or perch to be more blunt about it. Then its a no-go. You get the fuck up out of there..."
"Right. So um...is oral like a must? Cause im not so sure if I could do that...at least not so soon anyway..."
"Nah, you dont have to do anything you're not comfortable with. Id just stick to licking nipples for now if I were you..."
He continues to stare at the goo on his hands but still nods.
"Welp, think thats enough for today. Thank you, Carmen for that extremely fucked up situation I just put you through. Demonstration was beyond my expectations and things will so not be weird between us. So yeah, thanks again...and uh, piece out..."
"Anytime," she purrs into my ear before retreating.
Yup, totally fucked up.
"I have a hard on..." My head whips in Edwards direction at his random and very unexpected words. Sure enough, his pants are copying that of a tent.
"Well thats only half the battle my friend. Clearly you have some attraction to women, now its your choice on whether or not you want to go further in this. And by further I mean.. play capture the vag."
He debates his options for a second.
"I think...I wanna play.."
*H.I.H*
"Bella, I saw how she was staring at you. She was practically fucking you with her eyes..."
Yup, this is what I've been doing for the past hour or so, arguing with Rose. Or more specifically getting yelled at because im really dont have it in me to argue back. Im focused and i need to stay that way for Eddy's sake. My emotions can ruin this night for him, and Im not letting that happen.
So I'll do what I've been doing nonstop today; apologize.
We're in my truck, driving towards a nearby club thats been getting all the buzz. Every body's looking nice. The girls went for a more flashy approach, opting for some tight fitted cocktail dresses that accentuates their curves and lovely assets. While Leah, Edward and myself went with the cool kid, laid back casual look. Crisp jeans, v-neck shirts and or sweaters with accessories here and there. Shades, plaid scarf's and things of that nature.
"Babe, can we please just talk about this later?" I beg as I park the car a block or so from the club. "This is his night and i really dont want us to ruin it for him, okay?"
We're walking towards the club, with her a few feet in front of me, pouting and folding her arms and whatnot. I shake my head at her childish display and just focus on the view shes giving me. The red dress shes wearing stops mid thigh, giving me full access to her toned legs.
"Stop staring at my ass, Bella.." She grumbles and I debate whether or not I should deny it, but I decide against it since I was indeed staring at her ass.
I dont know how shes does that.
Getting into the club wasnt at all that hard. No, not at all, but actually trying to maneuver through it is what's becoming an headache. Its crowded.
"Alright, Edward. Its a full house tonight...plenty of lucky ladies for your picking. Just keep your eyes open, stay focused and when you see one you like...go in for the kill.." I order a round of drinks and he easily downs them, scanning the room and bobbing his head as he does so.
"What about her?" He nods his head into the direction of an attractive blond, who seems to be chatting animatedly with a couple of gal pals and a random guy.
"Good eye, Eddy. If she smokes, she pokes.." I point out the cigarette in her hand. "But not quite what your looking for. Look at her dress.." She has on a very low, v-neck cut dress thats way shorter than Rosalie's. Her breast is basically spilling out; all in all, its apparent that shes an advent grab and smash."Shes a whore, Edward. A professional one night stand..."
"How do you know?"
"Look at her body language, how far apart her legs are...look at the way shes leaning towards ol boy. Shes wants to fuck him plain and simple..."
"Well what's wrong with that. Thats what im looking for right?"
"Yeah, but always remember, girls like that are like a regular at the heath clinic. Ya know what I mean?"
"Gotcha."
This goes on for awhile. He points out a chick and critique her, giving him a low down on what to expect and what not to go for. So far he's attempted with four okay girls, dance with them but didnt quite close the deal.
"What happened this time?" I say handing him a napkin in order to wipe the drink off his face.
"I did like you told me. We danced and talked a bit and im more than sure she was feeling me but im guessing I shouldnt have asked her if I could make her feel like a virgin again..?"
Okay, so maybe im an ass-hole and just wanted to fuck with a him a little bit. Its the only form of entertainment im getting at the moment since Rosalie is still having her hissy fit.
"This is the second time this has happened, Bella. And im starting to think you're fucking with me.." He throws the napkin down on the counter irritably and takes a long swig of his beer. "If something doesn't happen soon, im leaving and the deal is off..you lose..."
"Alright, alright, alright. Just calm down, okay? Something will happen, just be patient.."
"Yeah, well it better. This is such a headache...too much trouble for what its worth..."
"Edward, I promise you...you wont be saying that once it happens. As much as I would love to put the glory of pussy into words, I cant. Its just something you have to experience for yourself. And you will...even if its just a one time thing.."
"-Hold that thought." He nods his head to a nearby target, but I cant quite see beyond the throng of bodies blocking the view. "Im going in on this one.."
"Well just remember what I said.."
"-Ya know what? Think I can handle this one on my own, but thanks..." He dismisses himself and gets lost in the choas.
They grow up so fast.
"Having fun, destroying my brother?" Rosalie slurs into my ear, sending a thrill up my spine. Shes been drinking from what I can smell.
"Oh, you're talking to me now?" I retort as she take the seat beside me at the bar. The neon lights flash across her face and even though shes clearly drunk, shes still so amazingly beautiful. "And yes. Yes I am having fun corrupting your brother. He's having fun...something you should try.." I turn my attention to the Vodka-atonic in my hands and gulp it down.
"I do have fun," she slurs. "I can have fun..." her body sways a little at this.
"Lets dance.."
"You're drunk.."
"Im not that drunk.." She momentarily sobers up, eyeing me intently.
"Alright.." Im immediately being dragged towards the dance floor; its crowded so there doesnt leave to much space between Rose and I.
Immediately she gets straight to the nasty shit. Hitching her legs over my waist and rolling her hips into mine. Im right with her though; my hands squeeze at her ass and I sway in rhythm with her body movements. And then her ass really comes into play. She turns abruptly and grinds so deliciously into me making me moan.
Hot damn.
And trust me, Rosalie is a fucking pro when it comes to grinding. Its always slow but precise and I especially love it when she bends at the waist, drops it and then brings it up oh so slowly
And yes, Juvenile is definitely playing in my head right about now.
We fuck on the dance floor for well over an hour, and we're just about to head to V.I.P to get into some thangs, but Edward...sweet, naive, twat-knocking Edward comes ruining the moment YET again.
"Dude, its done! Like a done fucking deal...she wants to come home and...ya know?" He makes a motion with his hands, which symbolizes the act of fucking.
"Well thats great, Eddy. Me and your sister were just about to do that very thing.." He makes a face at that. "But listen, we're not quite ready to go yet, but if you want, i'll give some cab fair? Just remember, its about her...and be safe. Wear a condom..." I give him a couple of twenties and await for him to depart, but he doesnt. He just stands theres nervously, and scratches at his chin.
"Hey, what's wrong.." I pull him to the side, way out of Rosalie ear shot.
"I..dont know if I can do this. Im scared. I mean what if im no good? What if I cum to early? And...she doesnt like my dick..what if its too small or too big or.."
Slap.
"Calm the fuck down, Edward. You can do this.."
He's stuck. Completely paralyzed in this position; his head is still turned from the force of my slap and he's blinking rapidly.
"Show me the pussy, Edward. Let me hear you say it.."
"Show...show...show me the pussy..?"
"I cant hear you...im so not feeling it.."
"Show me the pussy.." He says again with a little more confidence.
"A little louder please.." I sing in my church voice.
"Show me the pussy." Better but still not quite.
"I cant hear you, Jerry McGuire!"
"Show me the pussy!"
"Good, now say it wit ya chest!"
"SHOW ME THE PUSSYYYYYY!" HE finally says, puffing at his chest.
"Good, good. Now conquer the pussy. And dont forget...slap it, flip and rub it down!"
*H.I.H*
I await with a grumble, mind spitting headache and the taste of debauchery on my tongue.
But the one thing that really has my attention is the fact that im smothered in Rosalie. Briefly I wonder to myself...
"Wake up early in the morning, eat that pussy like cold pizza.."
Hmm.
Sorry, Weezy, but im gonna have to pass on that one. Already have a migraine and I dont think my head could take another pounding.
Carefully I detached myself from the mess below me and just stare at her for a moment. Shes completely naked, along with myself, and her limbs are all contorted on the bed. She's snoring with a small of patch drool dangling from her lips.
She turns slightly, mumbling incoherently and then lets out a small fart.
Eww, thats so cute. Nasty but cute.
Shaking my head I turn to my right, only to trip over Leahs very naked body. She laying haphazardly across Alice, who seems to be having some weird ass dream; she kicking her legs as if shes running.
What the fuck is that about?
No, no, no...
WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED LAST NIGHT!
Deciding to just let yesterday events come to me slowly, I grab Rosalie's rob and make my way down the hall towards the kitchen.
"Bella," comes a gruff voice from Edwards room. Back stepping I peek through and see a very energetic Edward, doing push up on the floor.
Well, somebody's in a good mood apparently.
"So I take it that everything went well with your lady friend?" I ask, stepping in and rubbing at my face.
Why the fuck does he have the damn curtain open at seven in the morning?
"Yup," he says, popping the "p" and giving me the cheesiest smile ever.
"Well, how'd it go...give me the details..."I Plop on the floor in front of him and he immediately stops his ministrations, opting to to just lay on the floor.
"Well, after you and I talked. We all got a few rounds of drinks, courtesy of Angela..."
Angela...thats a nice name.
"She and I danced a bit more and chatted, while you and Rose..uh...did your thang in the V.I.P room.."
My mind flashes and though its a bit fuzzy, it shows me clips of Rose and I stumbling in the far back of the V.I.P and begin tongue fucking the shit out each other.
Obviously we had way too many drinks, but whatever.
She forces me to sit the the velvet like booth, hitches up her dress and straddles my waist. I dont need further coaxing by this time, my hands are already at that sweet spot, continuously pounding.
She riding my hand, screaming all types of obscenities and I do my best to quiet her with my hand.
Somewhere along the lines, I end up on my knees in front of her, with a body of Mascoto and her right leg hitched over my shoulder.
Pretty sure you can figure out the rest.
"Anyway, we kind of noticed you guys were pretty toasted so we didnt just want to leave. We all ended up leaving about an hour later, with us practically hauling everyone to the car of course. You guys so need to know your limit.." He adds as an after thought, shaking his head.
Whatever, get to the goods.
"Enough with the bullshit, get to the fucking..."
"Alright, alright. Long story short, I told her the situation and she was pretty much cool with it. We stumbled to my room, kissing and stripping, sloppily. She pretty much took control of the situation which was fine by me. Umm, she stripped for me for a bit, and in the process stripped me also. When that was said and done, she threw me on the bed, got on her knees and gave me one the best blow jobs ever. And when I say ever, I mean EVER. Her tongue was like..ugh, i dont even know how to explain! Just the sight of her on her knees and her black lace thongs and bra was just mind blowing..."
What'd I tell you guys?
"I came though. I didnt mean to do it in her mouth but i just couldnt hold it anymore. It was her humming on my balls that did it. Shes didnt really mind, but still..."
"Did you guys fuck or not? I mean thats nice and all...the humming on your balls but I want to get to the knitty gritty.."
"Right. So after that she basically just climbed on top of me and fucked me senseless. I mean, I really didnt know what to do...I couldnt remember anything you taught me, but she was totally understanding about it. She showed me where to put my hands, how to touch her and I even made her cum.."
"Seriously!" He nods his head with a triumphant smile. "Wow, thats...rare. So I mean, was is good?"
"Hell yeah it was good!"
"On a scale of one to ten.."
"Well, I dont know...this is my first time remember? so I cant really compare it to much, ya know?"
"Dude, just answer the question..."
"A ten..."
"Alright, but compared to Jasper, what number?"
He purses his lips.
"A ten.."
"Im sorry, what was that? Kind of sounded like you really liked the poon...and if so, what does that mean?"
"You win..."
Ahh, music to my ears.
"So wait, did she do the arch?"
"Arch?"
"Yeah, ya know...did she arch off the bed when you took her panties off?"
"No, she stripped, remember?"
Sigh.
"You seriously dont know what your missing. Next time, you gotta let her do the arch.."
"So, what does this...make me?" He looks up at me with hopeful eyes.
"I dont know. Bisexual I guess. But really, does it matter? Who cares about labels...its about what makes you happy..."
I stand up and begin walking towards the door.
"Bella!" I stop midstep out the door and turn to give him my full attention.
"Yeah?"
"Thanks," he acting all shy again. "Seriously, thanks for everything..."
"No Prob...we'll talk my terms of payment later by the way.."
He rolls his eyes and waves me off.
I walk towards the kitchen, fully intending on getting me a cup of coffee when something very appealing catches my eye.
There, standing over the stove, humming and shaking her very nice ass, is...well, I dont know who she is. Her back is turned, so I can only see her ass, which seems to be spilling out of her lace boy shorts.
Well damn.
Im all but drooling at the sight when suddendly she turns around, and im greeted with a wide eyed...
"Angela?"
"Hey, Bella." She says nonchalantly as if its everyday that I see her cooking in this kitchen.
What the fuck?
"Ang, what the hell are you doing here? And why the hell are you half naked?"
Just then Edward comes strutting in with the biggest fuck me grin I've ever seen. They look at each other...like really look at each other and slowly the gears in my head start the turn.
Hold the fuck on...
"Hey, babe.."
Babe?
He saunters over and kisses her soundly and I feel my gag reflex kicking in.
The humming, the balls, the swallowing of the jizz...
No, no,no, not my sweet, innocent, pure, Angela...
"You...you dicked down, Angela! WHAT THE FUCK!"
"Bella, calm down. You said you perfectly fine with it last night."
"Im sure I did, with what? Me damn near comatose from alcohol...what the fuck did you expect!"
This is so fucked up. No, this is beyond fucked up.
"What's the big deal? Shes totally fine with my dick, so why cant you be..."
"Edward, shut the fuck up. The big deal is that you basically just pulled a grab and smash...I refuse to let her be a one night stand. Really, what the fuck...?"
"Who said anything about a one night stand?" Angela interrupts, raising an eyebrow questionably.
"Wait. So, you guys basically fuck and just decide that you're together? What type of fucking logic is that! And what about Ben?"
"Its the same logic as you and Rose. Theres really no difference. And what about Ben?"
Oh, damn. Its like that?
I let all this mull around my noggin for a bit, fully trying to let it sink, and with a heavy sigh...I concede.
"Alright, obviously I flew off the handle for a second. But, thats only because I really care about her, Edward. And if you two are weirdly attracted and happy with each other than who am I to rain on that?"
I walk over to Eddy and hold out my right hand. He eyes it skeptically for a second before accepting my blessing. I can see Angela cheesin from my peripherals as I bring our body's closer.
"Two words for you, Eddy. Lorena Bobbitt. Remember that name when and if you ever think about breaking her heart.
He nods slowly and I briefly see him visibly gulp as we pull back.
Angela pats us on the back and then returns to the stove. Immediately both of our eyes lock onto her ass; I shove Edward and he doesnt even have to look at me to know what im about to do. His fist ultimately meet mine halfway.
Fist pound for that ass!
A/N: So thats it. As of right now, this fic is officially closed...unless we come up with something else or unless somebody wants to ghost right something. Im all for that. So if you want, feel free, just us up.
Please forgive any mistakes and I hope you all enjoyed:)