17 December 2011

Fanfiction: Alice Has a Degree in What?

-Miho
Rated: Ma

"Hey, Bella!" Alice called as Edward and I walked through the door. I smiled and she flitted up to me to give me a hug.

"Where is everyone?"

"Well, Carlisle and Esme are spending a romantic weekend together down in Nevada," Alice replied, dancing along the tile floor until she sprang to a seat on the couch, patting the space next to her eagerly.

"Yes, and Jasper, Emmett and I are going to go to Goat Rock," Edward said as we sat down next to Alice.

"Which means we get to have a slumber party!" Alice cried happily. I groaned.

"I thought you guys were all over holding me hostage?" I asked.

"We are, but we figured... since Jacob's gone..." Alice said hesitantly.

"Alright, fine," I interrupted her, not wanting to hear any more. "I'll stay."

Alice squealed. "Yay! Alright boys, out, out, out!"

Edward turned to me. "We'll be back late tonight, love," he said, stroking my face. "I'll there when you wake." He kissed me, another dizzying kiss, and rose, following his brothers out the door.

"So, what do you want to do tonight?" Alice said, settling into the couch, giving me a mischievous look.

"What are you giving me that look for?" I asked. I was vaguely aware of Rosalie gliding down the stairs.

"Nothing," she replied, obviously hiding something. I rolled my eyes. I would probably end up finding out anyway.

I was surprised when Rosalie sat down on the couch opposite us, a look of trouble in her face, along with a smile.

"Okay, what the hell are you guys up to?" I asked, looking back and forth from them both.

Alice giggled. "You're so paranoid. Relax, Bella."

"Ohh, hey!" Rosalie said, some forced enthusiasm in her voice. "I think we've got some Smirs around, Alice."

"Ohhh! Go get them!" Alice replied, clapping her hands.

"Smirs? What are you guys talking about?" I asked, glaring at her. What the fuck was up their sleeves?

"Smirnoff," Alice said, shrinking back from what she knew was coming.

"Alcohol?!" I screeched. "Are you trying to get me drunk?!"

Rosalie laughed as she brought three liquor bottles out from the kitchen. "No, Bella, we're going to get drunk. But you can join us if you want," she added.

"Since when do vampires get drunk? Can you?"

"Yeah, we still get effected. Our minds may be much more advanced than a human, but they can still be altered," Alice said, grabbing one of the bottles when Rosalie held it out.

I watched them take their first drinks, a bit appalled, but intrigued at the same time. I sort of wanted to try it, but I was afraid what Edward would have to think about that.

Alice saw me eyeing her drink, and offered it to me. I looked at it for a moment, hesitantly.

"Come on, it's alright. It might taste pretty good to you, since you're human," Alice said.

Another moment, and I just decided fuck it. I'll deal with Edward when the time comes. Besides, didn't he want me to experience as much as I could while I was still human?

I took the bottle from Alice, and took a quick sip. It tasted amazing; I'd heard from a lot of people that alcohol tasted really bad. I looked at the decals on it that read: Smirnoff Ice, Green Apple.

I hesitated a second, and then took a bigger gulp. Alice and Rosalie hooted.

"Yeahh!" They both said. Alice took the other, full bottle that Rosalie had brought out, took a sip, and handed it to me as she took hers back.

"Cheers," she said, and Rosalie leaned over to clink her bottle to mine and Alice's.





Three and a half hours later, all three of us were completely drunk. Not stupid drunk, but I realized that we were having a lot of fun. And, subconsciously, letting loose as I described to them my frustrations with Edward and I's physical limitations.

"I mean, he said we'd try after the wedding," I said, my words slurred slightly. "And it's not that far away, it's just... ugh! I mean, I'm a freaking virgin, I'm 18 years old. I need some goddamn sex."

Alice and Rosalie burst into laughter.

"Yes, you do, Bella!" Alice said between giggles. "You're so tightly wound all the time. It's kind of annoying."

"It's true," Rosalie added. "He's got to break you off a piece. I mean, I knew Edward was prude, but GOD! No sex? Humans fuck after meeting each other, for God's sakes."

"Well, I know how hard it is for him-"

"That's bullshit," Rosalie sneered. "He may be afraid of killing you while you have sex, but he won't; I know he won't. He'd spontaneously combust if he hurt you at all. He just hasn't realized that his body is capable of that control."

Alice was strangely quiet. The look on her face was far away, and I knew she was probably having a premonition.

"Alice? What are you seeing?" I asked, a little panicky. Someone else wants to kill me now? Oh, sweet Jesus.

But Alice smiled. "Rosalie, it's going to work."

Rosalie gave her a mischievous, almost seductive smile back. "Really?" She looked back at me, her expression still the same. Was she checking me out?

"What? What will work?" I asked, avoiding Rosalie's sultry stare.

"Yep," Alice said, and then turned back to me. "Bella, would you like to have some of that sexual tension released?"

What did she say? "What?"

"We know how bad it is to be so turned on and then left hanging, Bella," Alice said. "But what if we made up for that a little bit, made it easier for you to wait to sleep with Edward?"

I just stared at her. Was she really saying she was going to have sex with me?

Alice leaned over to me, settling her small frame over mine. I had a sense of what she was about to do, but for some reason, I didn't stop it.

It felt almost exactly like kissing Edward, but somehow, it was a little softer. More sensitive, more sensual. She pulled back when my breathing became labored.

"Rosalie?" she asked, still holding my bewildered gaze.

"Got it," she said, and disappeared in a blur that headed up the stairs, and made me dizzy.

"Bella," Alice said, her cold hands sliding up and down my waist. "Did you know I have a bachelor's degree in sexual education?"

I didn't reply. Her hands had slipped under my shirt, sending shivers down my spine as she made her way to my breasts. The bra I wore was a front-hooked bra, and I was suddenly thankful as she unhooked it with two quick fingers.

She pulled up my shirt, revealing my breasts. I felt slightly self-conscious before Alice gasped.

"God, Edward certainly has good taste," she said, raking her gaze over my small mounds. "You're fucking luscious, Bella."

My face turned red, and I was glad that she didn't look up. Instead, she lowered her ice-cold mouth onto my nipples.

I gasped. Not only at the coldness, but at the action itself. My peak hardened instantly at the temperature.

Alice wrapped her lips around it, her big, golden eyes staring up at me, and flicked her tongue onto my hardened nipple.

I whimpered slightly, and looked up as Rosalie entered the room holding a box. She smiled at the sight before her, and put her hands on her hips. "You're not gonna share, Alice?"

Alice turned her head toward Rosalie. "Of course I am, love," she said, rolling off of me onto the floor. She turned back to Rosalie, jutting out a finger to bring her over.

Rosalie put the box down next to the couch, and took Alice's place between my legs. I stared at her, dumbfounded.

"Is this alright, Bella?" she asked, her hands on each of my thighs. I nodded, and she smiled.

Alice leaned over me from the side, her mouth connecting with my breast once more, suckling on it gently. A choked back a whimper, and watched as Rosalie unbuttoned my jeans.

Her hands were surprisingly soft as she slipped them under my jeans, pushing them down slowly. Once they were off, Rosalie threw them aside, and pulled my legs around her, her hands sliding up and down my thighs.

"Damn, Bella, you're so fucking warm," she said. "Can you smell that, Alice?"

Alice chuckled, her mouth still on my breast. "Ohh, yes," she said against my skin, her cool breath blowing across my nipple.

I gasped as Rosalie leaned her head down right between my legs and inhaled. "Fucking delicious. God, Bella, you smell so good right now."

Alice slipped off my shirt and bra, leaving me in nothing but panties, and kneaded my nipples between her fingers as she watched Rosalie.

Rosalie slipped the panties down my legs. sliding them off and discarding them with the rest of my clothes.

She settled between my legs once more, wrapping her arms around my thighs. I was unprepared for her next move, when she lowered her face and kissed the wet folds between my legs. My breathing got harder as she placed butterfly kisses on my hot slit, and then pulled away, licking her lips. She moaned, and dipped her tongue into the folds.

I cried out as her tongue lapped up my wetness, from my entrance to my clit. It was the most amazing sensation I'd ever experienced, and I wanted more as I ground my hips toward her.

I was seconds away from coming undone when she stopped. I looked up to her, a pleading gaze in my eyes. She chuckled.

"A little more patience, Bella," she said. "Besides, I want you to have the best orgasm of your life, and that wouldn't have been it."

She reached down below the couch, into the box she brought from upstairs, and pulled out a long, thick, red dildo.

"Good Lord," I said. "Really, you guys?"

They laughed. "It feels amazing, believe me," Alice said.

I looked down at the object. "It won't fit," I said. "The only thing that's ever been up there have been tampons." I stopped. "Well... and my fingers a couple times," I admitted.

"Oh, really?" Rosalie asked. "Like this?" And she plunged two fingers into me, curling them and hitting an amazing spot. I moaned.

"You like that, Bella?" she whispered huskily.

"Ooohhh, yesss," I said, delirious with pleasure.

She pulled them out again, and I was defeated. She smiled seductively at me as she licked her fingers clean. "Just to get you ready, you know?"

Rosalie sat up, pulling one of my legs to her waist. The dildo was in her left hand as her right played with my clit, spreading the wetness that was spilling from me up and down my folds.

"You ready, girl?" she asked, replacing her fingers with the tip of the dildo, rubbing it around my clit.

I inhaled deeply and nodded. "Just be slow."

Rosalie smiled. "I'll be gentle, baby," she purred, and the tip of the dildo pushed into my entrance slightly.

Both Alice and Rosalie watched me as Rosalie pushed further and further into my depths. I winced in slight pain, but also moaned in pleasure; to have something in there finally, filling me completely, was heaven. When she hit my barrier, I cried out.

She stopped, looking up at me, waiting for my go-ahead. She gently moved the dildo head around, helping me get used to the feeling.

I opened my eyes and nodded to her, putting my hand over hers and helping her pull it out a little. I was the one who pushed it back in, full force, and cried out again, but this time in complete ecstasy. Rosalie looked unsure, but I nodded to her again, pulling my hand away.

She started a gentle rhythm, out almost completely, then in almost completely. If her mouth on me was amazing, then this was just phenomenal.

"Ungghhh, fuckk, Rosalie..." I whimpered. "Faster, Rose, please."

Rosalie obeyed, pumping the object into my depths at a much better pace and force. My entire body was gyrating beneath her, my head back and my hands gripping the pillows of the couch. It felt so good, I wanted to scream; I almost did.

"Fuck! Faster!" I screamed, and guided Rosalie's hand to the pace that I wanted. She was surprised how fast I wanted her, but smiled, and began to go even faster.

I was moaning, squirming, anticipating my orgasm. I felt like I was going to explode, but it felt so damn good.

"Alice, suck on her clit, she's about to cum." I heard Rosalie say, and Alice's mouth was instantly on my soaking clit, pulling it into her mouth and giving it a light suck.

That was when I went over the edge.

I actually screamed out this time, my body violently shaking and gyrating against the couch. I felt my wetness gush out from me, soaking the dildo, and rode the waves of the orgasm.

When it subsided, I lay, exhausted, against the couch. I was breathing hard, but I felt a strange bliss. I watched as Rosalie pulled the dildo out of me, and licked it clean, with the help of Alice. It aroused me even more, and I began to hope that I could give them what they gave me.

All that hope dissipated as I heard Edward's voice yelling from behind the front door.

"ALICE!"

We all, still pretty drunk, burst into laughter.


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