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Night time in the Cullen house	By : philippat Category: Twilight Series > Het Views: 24423 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Edward stood beside the piano, staring through the great expanse of glass to the night outside. There were no stars, but his vision was strong enough that he could pick out every detail of the woods that surrounded the Cullen’s house. He watched as the insects crawled through the leaves, heard the slight rustle as a fox slinked its way through the undergrowth. Then, turning his attention to the sounds within the house, he cocked his head slightly to one side and listened. It had just gone midnight and, as with many nights, he was left to entertain himself. Sometimes he felt a slight resentfulness that he was the only one who couldn’t wile away the hours with Bella in the same way that his family could with their partners. But these thoughts were soon dispelled when he considered how he could never wish this life on her. From just downstairs, it was easy to pick out the different couples. On the first floor the heavy panting of Rose and Emmett, a little further away the intimate murmurs of Alice and Jasper, and on the top floor, Esmé’s soft moans. Everywhere the sound of skin on skin. Concentrating on the farthest sound, Edward listened closely for Esmé and Carlisle’s room. He could hear the sharp escape of air from Esmé’s lips and the rustle of silk sheets balled into fists. The soft rasp of hair on skin as she curled a hand into Carlisle’s hair, holding his head in place, and subtle contact of mouth on flesh. Letting his mind wander, Edward pictured the scene above…
Esmé’s eyes were closed and a slight frown creased her brow, as if she were concentrating intently. Her breath came in shallow gasps, out of habit rather than necessity, and her tongue brushed occasionally over her parted lips. She had one hand thrown out at a right angle to her body, clasping the sheets in her fist, and another snaked its way through Carlisle’s hair as he enveloped her pussy in his mouth. He had one finger pushed into her that he pumped slowly in and out. The other hand traced its way up her stomach to play with the light brown nipple that stood proud of each perfect globe of her breasts. Carlisle worked his tongue skilfully but slowly; prolonging the orgasm he could feel building up inside Esmé’s tensed muscles. He ran small circles across her clit with his tongue before sucking it into his mouth and then releasing it to kiss the bud tenderly. As he felt Esmé’s legs fasten themselves around his head in the height of her passion, he began to curl the finger he moved inside her upwards to stroke over her g-spot and continued to run tight circles around the bud of her clit. He felt her back arch off the bed, her hips crushing themselves into his mouth and responded by simultaneously intensifying the pressure on her clit and g-spot. Esmé’s body went completely stiff, her body held half off the bed, the sheets in her fist tearing under the pressure, a stifled cry emerging from her lips. She stayed like that for a fraction of a minute, with Carlisle’s head locked between her legs, and then collapsed, her body shuddering and trembling in the last throws of orgasm. All she could do was murmur “Carlisle, oh Carlisle” under her breath as her muscles relaxed and she slumped her head into the pillows.
Edward, as he always did, felt a strange mixture of guilt and arousal, prying like this. But then he couldn’t help having such enhanced senses, nor could he help the stirring he felt in his boxers. It was only natural. In the room just above him, Alice and Jasper’s cries were far more distinct. The creak of bedsprings and the rhythmic thump of the headboard, Alice’s whispered encouragement and the steady thrusting of Jasper’s hips…
Alice watched Jasper’s face as he drove into her; letting her hands wander over his beautifully battle scarred body. “I love you Alice” Jasper whispered, completely disgruntled by his exertions. A little less steady, Alice half whispered, half moaned in response “I love…you too.” And with that she gave in to the sensations that were overtaking her body, rolling her head back and moaning. Just moments later, she gave a little cry of frustration as Jasper pulled out of her, but then smiled when she saw what he had planned. Lifting himself off her chest, Jasper pulled Alice to the edge of the bed by her ankles, and then bent down to kiss her, both of them laughing. Jasper stood on the floor and lifted one of her legs, placing it on his shoulder before lowering himself onto her. Alice gasped as he rubbed the head of his cock up and down her slit, hitting her clit with every movement. Then with a quick movement of his hips, Jasper plunged into her soaking wet pussy, burying himself completely up to the hilt. Alice shrieked, and he pulled out almost all the way and then plunged back in again and again and again, building up the pace. Rolling her nipple in one hand, Alice reached down to furiously rub her clit with the other, feeling the orgasm begin to build. Sensing this, Jasper lent further into Alice, pushing her leg back towards her so that it almost touched her stomach, allowing him to graze her g-spot with every thrust. Jasper began to grunt heavily, interrupted only momentarily by fervently moaning Alice’s name. Alice’s hand moved so fast across her clit it was almost a blur. She was lost in the sensations, murmuring incoherently, but Jasper seemed to know that she was close and picked up his speed, thrusting faster than any human ever could. Just watching her face contorted in pleasure and her small, perky breasts with their prominent brown nipples bounce with every movement sent Jasper over the edge. He struggled to hold himself upright over her as his balls jerked his load into her. Alice moaned as he paused to regain his composure “more…faster…” and seeing how close she was, he renewed his efforts with heightened frenzy. As she came, Alice’s eyes flew open, locking on Jaspers and holding there as the tremors of her orgasm overtook her. Jasper slowly subsided his thrusting and pulled out of her as the tension in Alice’s muscles gave out and waited for her to recover. He kissed his way up her stomach, ran his tongue around one of her proudly erect nipples, and then bit down gently before moving up to kiss her fiercely. When he pulled away she smiled at him. “Again?” Jasper asked, and grinned as Alice flipped him onto his back in one movement and began to ride his beautifully sculptured, scarred body…
As he listened, Edward had undone his belt and slipped his hand into his boxers and began to slowly stroke his cock into its fully erect glory so that it strained against his trousers. But now, snapping out of his reverie, he felt an immediate wave of guilt and removed his hand, shaking his head a little to try and free his mind from the desires that overpowered him. He went back to the piano and began to play, but even Edward, with his incredible self-control, could not ignore the noise coming from Rosalie and Emmett’s bedroom. Even if they weren’t as close as Jasper and Alice, they were certainly louder and more profane. Edward rolled his eyes, wishing he didn’t have to hear Emmett’s thoughts as well as his words. But despite his minor annoyance, he still couldn’t help but listen; they didn’t give him much chance after all…
“Oh shit Rose” Emmett groaned as Rosalie took his throbbing cock into her mouth. Leaning back against the wall, Emmett took a moment to survey the scene – the torn clothes strewn across the room, the broken mirror he’d have to apologise to Esmé about later and, best of all, the beautiful blonde who knelt at his feet. He watched as Rose pushed her head further onto his monstrous cock, taking him deep into her throat, her cheeks severely hollowing out as she sucked. Not having to breathe was certainly an advantage when deep-throating. Using one hand to hold her hair away from her face, Rosalie used the other to massage the base of Emmett’s cock and his balls. She pulled herself completely off his cock and began to jack him off, staring seductively up at him, well aware of her power over him. Emmett closed his eyes as Rosalie alternated between sucking and flicking her tongue over the sensitive head. Grunting, Emmett moaned his encouragement: “Oh Rose…holy shit…” He snapped quickly out of his reverie when she suddenly stopped and stood up. “Hey” he began to complain, but she laughed: “What about me you selfish bugger?” Rosalie teased, playfully punching him in the chest. Emmett went to punch her back but she ducked and he simply caught the air with his fist. Giggling, Rosalie taunted him: “Not on your game tonight are you Em?” Before she knew what hit her, Emmett had Rosalie pinned up against the wall, clasping her wrists behind her with one hand and holding her face in the other. Chuckling, Emmett smiled, enjoying his position of power, and released his hold on her face to traces kisses along her jaw line, to nibble at her earlobe and to work his way down her neck to her chest. He admired her bouncing white breasts with their proud pink nipples for a moment before burying his head between them. He kissed and licked, alternating between the two, but never quite touching the nipples until she was moaning in frustration. Still not letting go of her wrists, Emmett slipped his free hand down to trace the outline of her pussy lips through her soaking panties, lightly brushing his fingers over her clit, causing her to grind her hips out to meet his fingers. He laughed again. “Someone’s eager tonight…” he said mischievously, “Was there something you wanted Rose?” Rosalie groaned in frustration at his teasing. “Fuck me, Em.” She demanded.

“What was that? I didn’t quite catch what you said…” Emmett continued.

“I said,” Rosalie said through gritted teeth “Fuck me. Please.” Emmett grinned at the beautiful blonde.

“If you insist.” He said, and released her hands. She tore her panties off in one quick motion and had her legs wrapped around his waist in an instant. He pushed her back against the wall, resting one hand against the surface to steady them, and placing the other in the small of her back. The thick pink head of his cock spread her swollen pussy lips wide and just brushed the bud of her tiny clit. Unable to resist any longer, Rosalie pushed down onto him, impaling herself to the hilt. Emmett met her hips and thrust up into her as she ground her clit against him. He felt his balls hit her ass cheeks with every stroke deep into her tight, wet pussy and lightly bit into her neck in his passion. Soon they were both murmuring profanities in the heights of pleasure. Emmett slipped the hand on the small of Rosalie’s back further down to cup her ass cheeks, and then she was digging her fingernails into his back as he parted her rosebud asshole with his finger. “Fuck me, oh…oh…oh yes…fuck…” she cried as her orgasm hit her, her tight pussy spasming around Emmett’s monstrous cock. He had to hold her with both hands around the waist as she collapsed in his arms, his cock slipping out of her. Regaining her senses, she regained her initial position kneeling between his legs and took his cock into her mouth until her nose rested against his abdomen. Placing his hands in her hair, Emmett began to fuck her face as his felt the tension in his balls build. After only a few seconds he grunted: “Fuck Rose I’m cumming” and she pulled his cock from her throat. Jacking him off as fast as she could, his whole body tensed as he shot his creamy load over her eagerly awaiting breasts…

Downstairs, Edward could no longer resist the need that overcame him. He was frantically jerking himself off, his pants and trousers around his knees, leaning against the piano for support. He could hear Esmé’s soft moans and Carlisle’s sharp grunts, the sound of Emmett’s balls as they hit Rosalie’s ass cheeks again and again. But something was missing; Edward could hear nothing from Alice and Jasper’s room other than the quiet tick of the clock. And then Alice’s soprano echoed from the top of the stairs: “Edward?”

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