Chapter 20


Edward


Can you believe it? Does one have then here no peace at all!

"What is Emmett doing out there?", whispered my darling.

"No idea!", I whispered back just as quietly.

Bella whimpered.

I can't take it anymore. I have to be inside her. Immediately.

"Ahh ...!", squeaked my darling.

The noises in the hallway were gone and I hope the ones that caused them were too.

"I ... can't ... stand ... this ... anymore ...", I hissed out between clenched teeth, punctuating each of my words with a shove into my Bella. I meant this in two ways. "We ... need ... to ... figure ... something ... out."

She hummed.

I guess that was a yes then. This position really had advantages. Bella from behind. Still under me and her tight little butt stretched towards me. Yes, definitely this position had its advantages. I could thrust into her stronger and faster. My honey moaned and groaned. Oh ... that felt sooo good. My honey really has an extraordinary vagina. Hot. Tight. Wet and as if made for me.

"Edward," she moaned into the pillow.

As she moaned my name and I pushed into her, well maybe that was no longer pushing, more a ... a ... hammering, fit quite well.

I was frustrated and very aroused, it was an explosive mixture. Sweat was running down my body and Bella was also getting more slippery under my hands.

This was my new favorite position ... for now.

My hands held her hips and she came towards me with every thrust.

We were already a well-rehearsed team, but what else could be expected. We are Bella and Edward and nothing and no one will ever bother us again, annoy us, tease us, or act up with us. At least that's what I intend to do.

Bella's whimpers grew louder, and I felt her delightful muscles begin to contract.

I got everything out of me that I could muster.

Even faster. Even harder.

Now Bella was screaming under me, and I didn't care if anyone heard us.

Let them. I don't give a damn.

And with a loud "BEEELLAAA!" I poured myself into her.

My darling twitched so hard that I had to strengthen my grip. I held her pressed against me. Chest to back and so we collapsed.

"Edward," she gasped, "that was ... awesome and ... WOW!"

I fully agree with her on that.

"Yeah, that was wow!"

I pulled out of my treasure and spun her around. Somehow she had no more strength and I had to help her. Floppy and smiling, I pulled her to me. We threw the blanket over us and recovered from the most exhausting sex of our lives.

"Honey?"

"Mmm ...?"

"I have a plan, and I think you'll like it. So ..."


"Good morning," I said overjoyed to the round.

Everyone looked at me.

"Good morning, my baby."

My mom came up to me and kissed me.

"Where's Bella?"

"She'll be here in a minute, too," I warbled.

Emmett and Rosalie looked at me suspiciously and I smiled my brightest smile I could muster.

They became even more suspicious.

Let them. I was happy like a little boy. I would love to jump in a circle and stretch my arms in the air.

"Good morning."

My honey came dancing into the kitchen and her voice was just dripping with happiness.

All eyes went to her.

"Good morning to you, too, Honey," my mom said, confused.

My smile widened.

"Isn't it a beautiful morning today?"

She smiled as broadly as I did.

An approving murmur came from Rose and Emmett.

My dad nodded and my mom blinked in confusion.

Yes, swallow that.

Inwardly, I patted myself on the back.

We are geniuses.

Bella came up to me and kissed my grinning lips. I winked at her. She chuckled.

The doorbell rang.

Alice and Jasper wanted to come to breakfast and discuss everything about tomorrow night.

We were a merry round and planned what else needed to be done.

Alice would be there tomorrow morning at ten to help the women.

"But it doesn't start until eight in the evening!", I asked.

"Women always take so long, dude," Emmett grumbled.

Aha ...

Bella looked just as grumpy as Emmett. That was not her thing.

My poor darling.

I squeezed her hand sympathetically and smiled at her. That worked, she relaxed.

Then they explained to me in detail what all had to be done with her hair and skin. I understood only half of what they said.

I am a man; I don't have to understand such things. The main thing is that they don't do this to me. It sounds like torture.


Emmett


My baby was in bed, and I crept on soft-footed to the door.

A look back.

She sleeps.

Cautiously I opened the door and crept on.

I hope Ed ... the jerk, implements my tips correctly. Actually it was supposed to be a joke, the one about 'our kids can get married'. But what came next was beyond my scope. Gay or lesbian? Never. My nut is trimmed for guys, or if there's no other way, I'll take a girl. But I am a thousand percent sure it will be a healthy masculine boy. Guys with feminine behavior really get on my nerves. And the butt-fucking thing ... that will never do. I would drag him to a steel mill and show him what real guys are. Stop. No steel mill! Somewhere, I think on TV, I saw that all the guys there were gay. Where was that again? ... Ah ... I got it. The Simpsons. Right. Then colorful lights go on everywhere and they rub up against each other. No, MY SON wouldn't see the inside of a steel mill. Maybe the army? All tough guys, most of them anyway. I'll have to take some time to think about that. Now I have to listen to what my little stallion is up to.

I chuckled softly and crept on.

I put my little ears to the door and listened.

Only quiet murmuring.

So, when I fuck the soul out of my Rosie, she always screams my name loudly or moans. But here. Nothing. No screaming. Oh ...! What do my deaf ears hear? Was that a moan? If Ed didn't handle it right, he'd get another sissy for a son and he'd infect mine. I had to prevent that. By any means necessary.

I pricked up my ears.

Yes, that was definitely a low moan and whisper. But what? I could not understand it. I would love to stand next to them and give instructions. Knowing Edward, he didn't even know where to put his dick. Then his words flashed through my brain again. 'Why are they all so small?'

I swallowed.

Was it possible that ... No, it couldn't be. My cock was the biggest, best, and thickest in all of America. Even better, in the whole world. Exactly. My baby always assured me of that.

They whispered something about 'trying it'.

Try what? If I'm very quiet and open the door a bit, maybe I could ... No, that's too dangerous. If they catch me, Rose will find out too, and then I'll be screwed. So keep listening.

I got hit on the head and almost pissed my pants in shock.

What was going on now? Rose was going on. Shit!

"Ouch ... Don't do that," I whispered to my angry baby.

Her gaze seared my guts, and my cock hid deep inside me.

Hopefully he survives that, because if not ... That would be very ... very bad.

Her hands grabbed my hair, and she dragged me across the hall to our room.

My goose is cooked.

"What are you doing?" She put her hands on her hips. "You're such an idiot! Spying on those two! Did someone shit in your brain?"

And so it went on and on.

I nodded and put on my most remorseful face. But it didn't help. She bawled me out, even if I didn't agree with her. But I didn't have to bring that up to her. Maybe I could distract her with a quick fuck.

"Don't even think about it! If you ever want to get in my pussy again! Do you understand me?"

How did she know that?

But I nodded.

"You can forget that for two months. Your dick stays in your fucking pants!", she continued to clamor.

NO! I nod, otherwise she prolongs the whole thing!

She began with her lecture.

Nag nag. Babble babble.

And I continued to nod diligently.

Just don't upset my baby, although it was kind of too late for that.

She lay down in bed and puffed.

"This is so embarrassing! I hope for your balls they didn't hear us!"

I pressed my legs together.

My sperm donors were in danger.

I put my hands over her protectively.

When Rose is like this, she is capable of anything.

I went to bed and kept my hands to myself. As a precaution, I put one hand around my best pieces.

You never know what she's going to do when I'm asleep.

A loud "Beeellaaa!" rang out.

I grinned and congratulated Ed, because shortly thereafter the good screamed "Edwaaard!"

Yes, the two were capable of learning. But they didn't have to do without my help.

"Way to go, buddy," I cheered, and Rose snorted beside me, but she couldn't help a chuckle either.

My free hand wandered to her magnificent ass.

"Forget it!" was the only thing she growled.

It was worth a try. As a precaution, I also put my other hand on my crown jewels. Better safe than sorry.

Proud of myself, I finally fell asleep. My dream was a real nightmare. Of shagging men and one of them was my son. I had to watch helplessly as he did it with a guy.


When I finally woke up in the morning, I was completely exhausted.

Rose was still embarrassed by the whole thing, and she hoped the two wouldn't say anything.

Please, what is embarrassing about it? I'm not a Peeping Tom or such a perverted sow! I just wanted to check if everything was going smoothly. And it seems that the two have followed my advice.

I patted myself on the back.

I am a splendid chap. A splendid splendid chap. My mom would be proud of me.

We went down to breakfast and a happy Esmé greeted us.

Hopefully she didn't hear those two, because that would be embarrassing!

An Edward bursting with joy came into the kitchen. Shortly after, a very happy Bella also came in.

That did not go with right things! They were both grinning! To the bet!

I squinted my eyes and wondered what was going on.

Rose looked as perplexed as I was.

The two of them were up to something. But what? I could talk my baby into questioning the two of them. But I don't think that's such a good idea. She's still pissed off and won't let me get close for two months. We'll see about that.

Jasper and Alice joined us, and the women began to chatter.

Blah blah blah.

I did not listen.

Women's gossip.


Bella


My hips hurt when I woke up in the morning. I looked down at myself and noticed that I had lots of little bruises. My Honey Bunny had probably packed a little too tightly.

A shiver trickled down my spine.

My Honey Bunny was not allowed to see that.

I grinned and looked over at him.

He was lying on his back and one hand was on his stomach.

I shivered when I thought about yesterday. But I had to get dressed quickly. Quietly I crept into the bathroom and got ready for the day.

Edward's plan was genius. We were genius. I hopped up and down a few times. This is going to be so great.

Ready dressed, I went to the bed to wake Edward. With my finger I stroked his impressive chest.

He murmured and his hand grabbed mine.

I chuckled.

"Get up," I whispered in his ear.

His eyes flew open, and he looked at me sleepily.

"Morning," he mumbled.

He drew me on himself and another part of him was also happy to see me.

My nether regions came to life in one fell swoop, but not now.

He would drag me to the doctor to have it checked that I hadn't broken anything or so.

"Go on, off to the bathroom. I'll wait for you," I chuckled.

His hands felt my body.

"You're already dressed!"

He sounded reproachful.

"Yes. We have a lot of work to do."

He laughed and reluctantly stood up.

"Maybe take a shower?"

He grinned at me.

"No and now go, shoo, shoo."

I shooed him into the bathroom.

We still had some things to do. While Edward was getting ready, I was looking through the phone book and ticked off three appealing things.

Today, nothing could dampen our dazzling mood. Not even Emmett. That jerk. I hope Rose kicked his ass.

I grinned.

"What's so funny?"

Edward stood in the bathroom doorway and looked at me questioningly. He was a picture of a man.

"Emmett."

My grin widened.

We both chuckled.

Edward went ahead, because I had something to do for a moment.

As I danced down the stairs, I was still grinning.

What a beautiful morning.

Everyone looked at us as if we were crazy.

Well, we are not, but close for my taste. The show can begin ...