Oh my..ya'll are killing me with the reviews...thank you! For those of you asking if you should be concerned about knowing/googling NH...um...I knew what it was, so yeah, we'll leave it at that. Interesting closet guesses...keep 'em coming! Nobody got the story reference though *pouts*

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BPOV

I woke up rested and horny from the intense dreams I'd had.

Then shocked when I realized it was after 11 o'clock. I never slept this late.

I sat up and indulged myself in a luxurious toe curling stretch, listening for any sounds out in the house. Not hearing any, I dragged my naked ass out of bed and to the bathroom. I was mid groan of relief as the tension on my bladder eased when I remembered Bessie.

I really hoped someone had taken her out or I was going to have a mess to clean up because a litter box had never been set up for her down in the basement. At least I didn't think it had. Shame hit me. After Jasper led her away yesterday, I'd never even gone to check on her. What kind of pig mommy did that make me?

I hurriedly finished and then found some clothes to yank on before dashing downstairs. I ducked into the kitchen on my way, found it empty of people, but there was a half-eaten box of donuts on the counter. I grabbed a glazed treat and crammed it into my mouth then went to check on Bessie.

The basement had those high windows that allowed just enough natural light in that I didn't bother with the light switch. I bounded down the stairs, taking them two at a time and miraculously not falling. I decided to check the fridge and found it packed with nothing but beer.

What the hell, I thought; it was my birthday after all. I randomly grabbed a bottle and using the magnetic opener stuck to the front of the fridge, popped the top. A soft snort came from the under the stairs, alerting me to where Bessie was.

"Bess, that you girl?" I half whispered into the dark shadows. She answered with a resounding grunt so I made my way over to join her. I noticed someone had set up a litter box for her in the back corner so I sank down to the floor and started rubbing her belly has she laid her head on my thigh, snuffling contentedly.

I'd just taken a pull of what tasted to be a blueberry beer, when the door at the top of the stairs opened, followed by footsteps. I was wondering if I should alert whoever it was to the fact that I was down here when they started talking.

"It's time for you to remove your clothes and pay homage to your Master, Ailive, my elf darling. It's been driving me mad to have your flesh hidden from me." I recognized Carlisle's voice.

"Tell them, Bella...tell them they're not alone," the angel on my shoulder whispered in my ear. "Don't you dare, Bella, they're about to get freaky and you've got a front row seat...think how wet your pussy will get," giggled the she-devil in my cleavage.

Decisions, decisions.

"Yes, Master. It will be my pleasure to serve you in any way you want," came Alice's voice just above me.

A moment later, their clothes landed at the base of the stairs and I heard them shuffling around. The light over the stairs flicked on and I ducked tighter against the wall as Bessie oinked her displeasure.

"What was that?" Carlisle questioned.

"Bella's pig, Master." Master? Seriously? Memories began running through my head of some erotic stories I'd stumbled across a few months back when I was surfing the internet for porn and it all fell into place...Edward and Esme's comments, Alice's calmer state, the unusual ring, her evasiveness in the car yesterday...Alice had become a slut! "Lucky bitch," mumbled the she-devil in my tits and I nodded in agreement.

Oh, I was definitely going to watch this show.

Carefully, I pushed Bessie off my leg and crawled around to the base of the steps, sticking to the shadows where the dim light didn't reach.

Alice was sitting on the steps about half way down with Carlisle in front of her so that his dick was face level. Fuck, he's got a nice ass, I noted as the muscles began clenching and unclenching while he, I assumed, pushed his dick into her mouth.

As he pumped in and out, her hands came up to grip those firm cheeks, squeezing and pulling them apart. So much for the clean panties I'd donned after my shower...I could feel the wetness soaking into them as I watched.

Carlisle started groaning and going faster, until he bucked sharply, his ass remaining in a tight squeeze as he held his dick down her throat and ordered her to drink him and clean him.

That shit was hot.

He surprised me when he suddenly pulled back and turned sideways, giving me a nice view of his still very erect penis.

Lucky bitch, indeed! The fact that he was still hard after being blown would've sealed the deal for me, but seeing that thick twitching red sausage had me salivating and slipping my hand down into my jeans as I continued to enjoy the show.

Something groaned off in the darkness, most likely the hot water heater and I dismissed it.

Carlisle lowered his ass to a step, laying his legs over the steps above him as his toned arms supported his weight on the step below. Alice stood and straddled him, and I noticed she was completely bare except for a black collar around her neck.

As she lowered herself onto him, one hand bracing against the wall as the other grabbed the railing, I rubbed swiftly over my clit.

Pathetically, they had barely begun before I was biting my tongue to keep from sharing my orgasm with them. Can you blame a girl? After all the stimulus that had been thrown at me and having ignored my urges when I woke up, I was honestly surprised that I hadn't come as soon as I'd touched myself.

I shivered and grabbed my beer, quickly downing the sweet berry flavored concoction as Alice bounced on top of Carlisle. He was "encouraging" her with sharp lewd commands that were making me squirm. His voice was just so powerful and you couldn't help but want to do whatever it told you to.

I needed to get out of here. I was afraid I was going to try to jump in and join them if I didn't and while Alice and I were forever besties and shared everything...we'd never shared men and I didn't want to start now.

Steeling my resolve, I grabbed Bessie's leash and my camera and stepped out of the shadows. Carlisle's hand was braced against Alice's jaw and they both turned my direction just as I snapped the picture.

"Say cheese," I giggled as they both stared at me, lust covering their features.

"Bella, would you care to explain yourself?" Carlisle asked calmly. Alice stilled above him and his hand slid down her neck to her nipple, which he pinched sharply. "Did I tell you to stop, Ailive?"

"No, Master," she whispered as her eyes stayed connected with mine. She gave me a wink and started slowly lifting and lowering herself again, a soft moan escaping her mouth.

"I, um, well...I came down for a drink and to check on Bessie," I stopped as his face scrunched up and he somehow started bucking up into Alice. "Keep talking, Bella...fuck, your voice is hot."

I think I just came a little more.

"I, well, I didn't mean to interrupt. If I can just slip by, I'll let you two keep going with," I waved my hand around, "what you're doing. Bess needs to go out for a walk anyways."

"Of course," said Carlisle as they kept grinding against each other and he continued to stare at me intently. Did he have x-ray vision or something? Could he see through my clothes? Oh my god! What if he could smell me? Did he know I'd just jilled off below them?

Yes, definitely need to get out of here...now.

"Right," I said with a nod of my head and started tugging Bessie behind me as I inched past them. I was at the door, about to open it when Carlisle's voice stopped me.

"I'd like a copy of that picture, Bella."

I turned back and flashed him a naughty grin, "It'll be my pleasure to send it to you, Sir."

Both he and Alice gasped at my boldness.

I left them whispering to each other.