The Twilight Twenty-Five

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Prompt: Movie Theatre

Pen Name: maxandmo

Pairing/Main Character(s):ExB

Rating: M

Multi-chapter

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10. Movie Theatre

While Bella was in the shower, Mike started to stroke his flaccid cock. He thought back to his first blowjob. He took a girl named Lauren to the movies. He knew what he had heard about her and only hoped that it was true.

About halfway through the movie, she started to palm his dick though his pants. When she reached for his zipper, he almost came right then and there. He had never gotten a blowjob, let alone in a movie theatre.

All of a sudden, he was rock hard thinking about Lauren's hot little mouth. He'd have to look her up when they got home. Perhaps she'd let him take her back to the movie theatre.

Mike shook his head at the fact that thinking of a high school blowjob could get him hard in an instant, but Bella standing in front of him sopping wet didn't really do much for him. Granted, she was full of sand, but still.

While thoughts of Lauren's mouth were fresh in his head, his other head was responding nicely. Just when he was about to bust into the bathroom and demand that Bella get him off, he heard the water shut off.

He looked up, and she walked out, fully fucking dressed of course, having the nerve to gasp when she saw him sprawled out on the bed in front of her. She quickly composed herself but was clearly disgusted. He already had a thin sheet of sweat on his forehead and was making gross grunting noises while touching himself.

Though disgusted, Bella knew she had to take care of business in order for Mike to be slightly bearable. Lucky for her it never took very long.

She robotically walked over to the bed, but was taken aback when Mike pushed her hand away as she attempted to touch him. Bella's relief was short lived when he took her by the hair and not so gently guided her to his dick.

Her stomach rolled, but she knew she'd have to take the next step sooner rather than later. There was no way she was giving the fucker her virginity before their wedding. In fact, she was heavily thinking about giving it to anyone else before they were married, though her prospects were non-existent at the moment.

If it didn't take her long to get him off with her hand, she was hoping it would be even faster with her mouth. The more he grabbed her hair, the more it was pissing her off. She opened her mouth and took him inside. He grunted and began thrusting while continuing to push her head toward him.

Bella tried to let her mind take her away from the situation, but Mike, though not totally well endowed, was more than she could take in. Without warning for either of them, Bella gagged. Mike was so into the moment, he took it as a moan and thrust harder.

Bella pushed him as hard as she could away from her and let the contents of her stomach expel all over his crotch.

She ran to the bathroom and proceeded to vomit once again. She could hear Mike in the other room cussing like a sailor. It wasn't as if she meant to throw up; he made her. Then again, it was fitting since he made her sick to her stomach as it was.

Bella rinsed out her mouth and grabbed a wet towel to at least help him clean himself up. When she opened the door and walked out, he pushed past her and slammed the door. "Clean up the fucking sand, Isabella."

She did as she was told, and scribbled a note telling him she went to the cafe. It wasn't as if she was particularly hungry; she simply didn't want to be alone with him after what had happened.

When she made her way downstairs, Carlisle met her with a smile. "Good morning, Isabella."

"Good morning, Mr. Cullen. Please, call me Bella," she stated.

He loved the sound of her nickname. Bella. Yes, that was much more fitting. Isabella sounded so formal, and this girl seemed so genuine and down to earth.

"Please, call me Carlisle. Can I walk you to breakfast, my dear?"

"Sure, but I wanted to ask you if there was somewhere I could go to place a call to my father," she asked nervously.

"Of course. I can show you the way, and then we can head over together if that's okay?" He was wondering where her fiancé was, but it was still early and he had heard that a few of his guests over indulged at the pool party.

"Thank you, Carlisle."

He led her to a phone in the parlor and gave her some privacy. She was in a much different mood than she had been earlier that morning. Carlisle was wondering what had changed since then.

Bella hung up the phone and looked devastated. Carlisle felt terrible for the nice girl. "Everything okay at home?"

"My father has dementia and today just isn't a good day. He seems extra confused. It's hard, you know?"

"I'm sorry," he said while patting her on the back. "He's lucky to have you. If there's anything I can do, please let me know. Feel free to use that phone anytime you want."

She smiled at him, and he led her outside.

Two other couples were a short distance ahead of them. Edward wasn't one of them, and it took Bella by surprise to find that she was a bit disappointed.

It would do her no good to become attached to someone she wasn't going to see again after the trip. She blushed when he was the first person who came to mind when thinking about who she'd want to give her virginity to instead of Mike. If only he didn't have a girlfriend who looked like a Barbie Doll, if only he didn't have a girlfriend.

Bella wasn't going to interfere in someone else's relationship. She didn't care about her own, but not only did that make her look bad, she didn't want to believe Edward was a cheater. She knew for a fact that Mike had sex with Bree on Tuesdays and was grateful so that the pressure was off of her.

She shuddered at the thought. Before she knew it, they were at the quant little cafe that was nestled on a rocky overlook. The view was breathtaking.

Though the day started out good and then turned to shit for Bella, she felt a little better at seeing the gorgeous landscape.

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