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Red you are the best master-beta! I miss you something crazy. Team "Cougar" this is your Puma telling you to forever keep the "Pod" warm! Trippy oh how I miss ya! All My Twi-Gals free ass smack and thanks for pimping this little Dinky...
ALSO a very special thanks to Emily Bowden for the special Rec! She is amazing to say the least!
*Sorry this chapter has taken so long. My life is spinning on its access and the tilt-a-world gets me dizzy, if you know what I mean. My hours are not normal work hours and I also have 2 little guys to take care of...so hugs to you all...D
This is great, absolutely friggen wonderful. Yes, Alex, I'll take drippy cooch for a thousand, please.
I close my eyes and suck quietly at my dinky, willing myself to calm my pulsating loins. Hearing my name stumble lustfully from Edward's lips has me slowly scooting one foot closer to the other so I can close my vajaja before it spasms and sputters again.
Everything feels so surreal, slowing down in my mind. For so long I have fought to be normal, as normal as a vampire in Forks Washington can be. Now he walks into my life and in that moment, in that instant, he has fucked me all sorts of sideways. I want him so bad it makes my dry veins feel as if they were full, pumping blood into my petrified extremities like Niagara Falls.
Peaking one eye open at a time, Edward sits below me still lapping at his plump lips. "I can still taste you my sweet." His body flexing in the most delightful way as he makes his way off the bed and to the dirty cloths hamper. He pulls out his pants that he had worn today at school and slowly starts licking at that pant leg, grumbling and growling. Now that's just fucking weird. Then the pictures of today's events start popping before my eyes, the visual of me raping his leg floods my memory. It takes all my strength to keep from letting go of this wall and taking advantage of the situation below. I reach in my pouch and pull out a fresh frozen dinky, one hand digging into the sheet rock dusting the floor below.
He wants me. He needs me!
My eyes squeeze tight.
I hear Edward take a deep leisurely sniff. My eyes snap open. His pants are still pressed against his nose. His pink tongue jets out, the tip running over the liquid stain I left. A deep resonated hum fills the room, and he sighs before moving quickly, almost vampire like, back to bed but not without those pants. If It wasn't for the fact that I could hear his heart pounding in his chest and smell his sweet molasses blood pumping freely through out his body, I would peg him for a vampire.
Settling back in bed, Edward reaches for a small remote and clicks on his stereo. This time it's turned down to a normal volume.
I stifle a giggle due to the sound of Tenacious D hitting my ears. Edward sings, "I want to fuck her softly." Softly, Gently, Hard…I don't care. Fuck me any way you like! Like Jack Black said, "That's fucking team work!" and there is no I in this team.
Five Dinky Binky's later, and over and hour of wall holding, Edward has finally fallen fast asleep.
I drop quietly to the floor and, with all my will power, I make myself leave. I reach for the window, taking one last glance behind me, and just as I think that I can leave Edward goes and pops a tent. A big ass three bedroom size tent! I mean reeeeally?
My fingers have now dug holes into the window frame. My eyes are fixated on his massive flag pole.
"Bella!" I jump back taking a piece of the window frame with me. Vampires are not supposed to be able sneak up on other vampires. My temper flairs - fucking Alice!
She pokes her little beady head inside the window. "Holy crap, Bell's, Edward has a massive!"
I stop her before she can continue, clutching my hand around her throat. "Look at his dick again and I'll not only tell Jasper but I'll rip out your trachea and feed it to you through the hole!"
"Damn, girl, chill! Carlisle sent me here." I release my grip instantly. "What's wrong with you? Who are you, and what have you done with my sweet, awkward Bella?"
"Get on with it Alice. Why are you here?" I slowly shift my body blocking her view of my picnic basket.
"Carlisle invented this spray stuff for you and told me to bring it to you after I saw…well I had a vision of a tent," giving me her best air quotations, "and of you popping it." She giggles.
As if this day could not get any worse. "It's a spray for what exactly?" Her evil, evil smile tells it all. "Oh, hell! Is that dick spray? What the fuck am I supposed to do with it?"
"You have to spray it on that." She points. I growl.
I grab the spray and push her out the window. I really don't think this will get rid of her, but it does keep her eyes off my man's package.
"Nice, Bella!" she calls from below. "One last thing, you have to spray it on the skin."
Hm? I'm sorry. What?
I lean out the window glaring down at her. "How am I supposed to do that? I can't. I don't have the. No way! I'm gonna wanna!" I find my self unable to form a coherent sentence.
"If you can't, I will!" she announces. "You don't want to bite off his manhood do you?"
It's an unfair question really. I mean, of course I don't want to bite off his man. I want to prolong my own enjoyment night after night, and I do want to take it for a spin. I want to taste it. I want his baloney in between my bread. So the answer is definitely, no. I need it attached to him for this to work.
"I'll do it. Just go away. I can't do this with you standing outside waiting for me to screw up."
"You'll be fine." She waves. "I hope," she whispers as she speeds away.
My family should be committed. I mean, who does this? Who lives like this? Frozen dicks in a fanny pack, followed by dick spray?
With a regretful sigh I turn to face the pop-up, the glorious rode that shines like a light saber. It's a fucking honing device calling my name…Belllllllaaaa! My precioussssss! Like Lord of the Rings n shit.
I decided to sit in the corner until I am sure I can will myself to get this over with, safely.
My hearing hones in on the sound of him breathing. It is soothing and the more I'm around him the better I feel about not killing him. I come to the conclusion that I will have to stay the night. His sent is becoming more bearable by the minute, and the less urges I have when I get up close and personal with his manhood, the better.
I must have watched him sleep for what could be described as an eternity, my eyes never moving from his perfect human frame. Each hour I moved in closer to him and by early morning I was perched on the side of his bed just inches from his flesh. He was truly a beautiful creature, his skin still holding a pink glow. Oh how I miss the pink that a human body creates. Somewhere along those lines my brain disconnects from my extremities. I watch my hand as it moves to his face, brushing away his golden hair from his dreaming eyes. He rolls towards me, giving me full access to him. I could take him if I want to. I could be selfish and turn him right now and I would not have to worry about dick spray or frozen dinky's. But I can't, and I won't. I want him in other ways, and I want him alive.
It's getting close to morning and time for school, so I know I have to react now. I reach for his flannel pants, pulling ever so gently, revealing his boxers, his skin tight, hug-a-junk piece of cloth that just does nothing but accent his area. My chest heaves a growl. Only one more layer and I can spray. Slow as slow can be, I reach into his pants, feeling his soft happy trail slide through my fingers as I make my way to the holy land. His body reacts to my cold fingers, sending a chill through out his body.
"Sweet baby Jesus!" I whisper. His rod is better then He-Man's bulge. Better then those Calvin Klein commercials I often masturbate to. Better then blood.
I quickly spray his area, my nose filling with a god awful scent. It smells as if Chewbacca rubbed his furry ass in my face. It's a mix between cow puffs and sweaty dog. I'm not sure why but it pisses me off and I'm fighting the urge to toss him into the shower to get the stench off his sweet smelling skin that I have grown to love over the past eight hours. The smell intensifies and I have to move away from him. The gas fills the room, forcing me out the window. I turn, staring up at the void. I hear him wrestle around calling out profanities and, as much as I would love to stay, I decide it's best to run.
I'm going to kill Carlisle!
How could he do this to me?
I had the power, and I was controlling it. I knew I was not going to harm him!
I hit my house like a whirl wind. Alice and my school clothes are both perched on my bed awaiting my arrival.
"Thank you for the clothes, but I have nothing to say to you," I growl in her direction, quickly throwing them on my body. I grab a jacket and head out the door.
I hear her galloping behind me. "I'm sorry Bella! I didn't see that coming I promise. You know how my visions work and don't work." She jumps into the passenger side of the car as I toss it in reverse and head to school. We make it in less than five minutes, which means I was speeding the whole way. "Bells, I have seen you two." She smiles. "You are happy! But there is something we are both missing."
Missing? My head snaps her way. "What do you mean missing? What's missing? It's not his penis that's for damn sure!"
With a sigh and an eye roll she continues, "Ugh, really, sometimes you are so irritating!"
"Ditto, bitch. Now elaborate before I have to bite you in front of the student body," I spit.
"Missing, Bella, as in something that I can't put my finger on and can't see. Edward seems to be drawn to you. He moves with grace like a vampire, but I can hear the blood pumping through his body so that's not the case. I don't know what's different about that boy, but I'm sure we will find out soon enough."
Irritated with her gibberish, I exit the car. "Ok? Well I'm going to class to check on his dick. When you figure out the mystery, Velma, let me know!"
"Whatever, Bella, poke fun. I don't care." She flips me off as she walks away.
I really don't get what she is missing or Edward for that matter. My vampire brain has cataloged all of his memories and, thinking back over it, I see nothing!
That smell, hissmell, pulls me out of my thoughts. I look up, my eyes catching his emerald greens. His eyes hold pain. His face looks flushed and I can hear his heart pumping incredibly fast. His face contorts and slowly his hand moves towards his pimpage. I reach for my dinky for safety. In unison, we are both reaching for our package. I pause as he itches, itches with all his might. His legs cross and he does this weird itching dance right in front of myself and Mr. Banner.
"Cullen? What is wrong with you?" Mr. Banner looks on him with concern. "Son, you need to get that checked out! Off to the nurse you go!"
Edward's face pales. "I can't. It's fine, and I'm fine! I don't want to go."
"I'll make sure he gets there, Mr. Banner," I say taking Edward's hand.
=* EPOV *=
"What?" My eyes strain from my head.
No! No way. Is this really happening right now? Great, just fucking great, Cullen! Have Bella, the object of all your dreams, take you to the nurse for an itchy dick! This is lower then low. Oh? Maybe if she goes lower the itching will stop? Gahh she can scrape it with her teeth...Fuck! now how am I to explain a Bonner?
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