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Full Moon

By: Lady Lilith



There was a full moon out as she walked to her car after the concert. She was getting tired of following around the same Goth bands from city to city. She wanted to find a place that she could call home. She wanted to find someone that was like her and get a place of their own.  Some place away from the city. As she walked to her car she heard a noise behind her. She turned and looked but saw no one there. She got to her car and got in. She still felt like some one was behind her, watching her every move. She tried to ignore it but couldn’t. She looked around the parking lot again as she started her car. She saw a figure standing by the side of the building watching her. He was wearing a long black leather trench coat and sunglasses. She thought it was a bit out of the norm to be wearing sunglasses at night. She pulled out of the parking lot and started back to her hotel. She decided that after parking the car she would go for a walk in the park. It was a nice quiet park that was close to her hotel. People were doing their nightly routine as she watched them pass her by. She began to feel watched again and looked behind her.

 He was there again, looking at her with a small smile on his face. She turned and began walking a little quicker than before. She turned and looked again and he was gone. She thought it was strange that he could have caught up to her so fast on foot. Maybe he had caught a cap or the bus. Yes that would be a reason as to why he caught up to her. She was walking again with her head down just following the trail before her when she felt him again. He was closer this time. She turned and looked again and no one was there. When she turned he was standing right in front of her. She panicked and asked who he was, what he wanted with her and why he was following her. He smiled a wide grin; he had dark eyes that looked almost black in the moon light. He told her that he wanted her, that he knew what she really was and wanted to help her. Her eyes grew wide and she began to shake. He took her arm and walked with her to a patch of trees. She looked at him and asked what he was talking about. She was a normal person; there was nothing special about her. He was still smiling when he told her that she was wrong.  He pulled out a small pocket knife and she panicked. He held tight to her arm and cut his finger. Once the smell of the blood hit her nose she began to feel the blood rush threw her veins. She felt her canine teeth grow longer and strong. She ran her tongue over her teeth and was a bit shocked. She looked and him as he smiled and wondered how he knew what she really was. Almost as if he read her mind he told her that he always knew when there was another of the night around him. 

 He asked if she had fed and she told him no. He took her hand and they walked threw the park. She wondered if she could trust him. She had heard of hunters before, ones that killed her kind for fun and for money. She looked at his eyes again and they had a kind and caring look to them. She had a calming wave come over her; she knew in that moment that she could trust him with her life. She noticed standing next to him that he was tall, well built and strong. She decided to take a risk and ask him if he was like her, a Vampire or if he was of another kind. He smiled and with out looking at her answered by saying I am a Werewolf. Not the same as a Vampire but we have the same wants and needs. We also have the same lusts.  She blushed and was surprised that he knew what else she had thought of while standing next to him. They continued to walk along the park until they spotted a lone jogger. He asked her if she needed his help in bringing him down. She smiled and said no but I’ll let you know if I do. She walked up to where the man was stretching. She said hello and he smiled at her. She had her coat closed. All he could see of her was a long coat and high heels. He began to look up at her and as he did she opened her trench coat to revile a black leather mini skirt and a red and black corset. 

She thought that his eyes were going to bug out of his head when he got the full look of her. She loved the looks that she got from men and women when she wore her corset. He looked into her hazel eyes and smiled at her. He liked the way she looked and he told her so. She smiled back at him and asked if he wanted to talk with her on the bench by the trees. He shook his head yes and followed her. Once on the bench she leaned over and kissed him. He didn’t say a word when she began kissing his neck and then bit into him and began to drain him. Her eye lids lifted to see her companion standing next to a tree watching her. Her eyes turned to a bright yellow and began to glow. She let out a low purr and he came closer to her. She released the man in her arms and walked to her new friend. With no hesitation she reached for him and kissed him deeply. She still had blood on her lips. The tasted of her and the blood sent a chill down his spine and he growled a low growl of want and need.

 He pulled back from her and she saw the eyes of a wolf looking back at her. Black and stormy eyes that told her everything she wanted to know. She smiled at him and licked her lips. She took his hand and led him back to her hotel room. Once they reached her door he couldn’t keep his hands off of her. He wanted her so badly and he let her know that. She opened the door and without turning on the lights, ripped off her skirt and corset. He couldn’t believe his eyes when he saw her wearing a black garter belt and stocking with nothing else but her high heels. That sight alone made him release a breath he didn’t know he was holding. She slowly walked towards him and took of his coat. He tried to rush but she wouldn’t let him. She told him to relax and enjoy. He let her remove his clothes. He was breathing fast and she knew he wouldn’t wait much longer. She finished taking off his clothes and walked with him to the bed. He was now fully naked and she loved the sight of him. She placed a foot between his legs and told him to take off her stalkings. His hands were shaking and he was having a hard time controlling himself. She placed a calm hand on his and he took a breath. She reminded him that they had all night and he relaxed a little more.

 Once he had her garter and stalkings off, he was in complete awe of her. She pushed him back on the bed and crawled on top of him letting her breasts run up his legs as she kissed his thighs and his hips. She looked up at him and purred at him again. Then she licked at his penis lightly and made him shiver and moan. She licked at his balls and then took him into her mouth. Slowly she sucked him in and out of her mouth the whole time running her tongue in circles on the head if his penis. He moaned and moved beneath her. She ran her nails on his chest and felt the hair on his chest. She thought for a split second that he hadn’t had hair on his chest when she was taking off his clothes but maybe she was wrong. She released him from her mouth and began to move up his body. She licked at his nipples and sucked them into her mouth then sucked the air in her mouth creating a cold rush of air on his nipples making them hard. She kissed her way up his neck, she thought about stopping and taking a taste of him, but thought better of it.

 She kissed him with an urgent need and he rolled over on top of her pinning her to the bed. He was hard and ready when he entered her with full force and a growl that came from deep in his chest. His eyes were glowing dark red and her eyes were glowing yellow. He was nibbling on her neck as she ran her nails down his back. She could tell that it was a primal force that had taken over. She felt the hair growing more on his back and chest. She looked at his face and he now had fangs like she did only longer. With each thrust he growled loader and deeper. It was only then that she had realized what he was telling her was true. He was a full blown Werewolf and she loved it. He was kissing her neck when he nibbled and bit her. At the same time she bit his shoulder and at that moment they were one. They let go of each other and smiled and kissed deeply. Just as she thought she couldn’t take anymore she began to cum. At that same moment so did he. He let out a loud growl and was scratching at the wall with his claws. When he looked down at her his eyes were back to normal and he had lost his fur. Her eyes were slowly coming back to their normal hazel color. They smiled at each other and kissed. He asked if he had hurt her and she smiled again at him with a pleased look. She replied by telling him that a little pain is good and not to worry about it.

 She turned and looked out the window. It was getting light out and she knew she had to close the blinds and settle in for the day. He began to get out of bed when she told him not to go. She wanted him to stay with her for the day. She asked him to guard her while she slept. With a grin on his face he climbed back into bed and wrapped his arms around her. She closed her eyes and for the first time she felt safe, and loved. She knew that this was a place she could call home. As the sun rose her eyes closed and the world stopped for her and her new companion. 

Full Moon



"Man, I wish she lived closer," Troy said as he turned off the computer and turned around. He had just finished chatting with his special friend Tonya on the computer. Things had gotten hot and heavy, then his computer froze, so they never got the chance to say finish or say goodnight. He walked across the room, toward his bed.

All of a sudden, a strange noise came from his monitor. As he turned around, he saw smoke. "Oh, gees, that's all I need right now," Troy fumed as his computer also emitted a bright light. As he watched, a ghost-like image emerged from the monitor and floated down near him. The image began to take shape, and he liked the shape it took. It was Tonya. 

"Hi there!" she said to him as he stood there with his mouth open. "I guess there must be something in the air tonight, because I was wishing for you, too." 

He looked out his bedroom window, and sure enough, saw a full moon. "Well, that explains it," he said as he turned back around. Then his jaw dropped a second time when he saw what she was wearing. It was a cream lacy baby doll top that barely covered below her belly, and a matching pair of g-string panties. It was the sexiest outfit he had ever seen. When Tonya turned around, he saw her ass cheeks separated by a tiny piece of material. He was speechless. He also noticed her long red hair was down and brushed to the front, just like he liked it. 

"Oh my...I can't believe you came when I wished for you. You look beautiful tonight. I don't know whether to stare at your gorgeous breasts or your fabulous ass, or start kissing you." 

"Come over here, baby, and kiss me," Tonya said, beckoning him with her finger. "We can let nature take its course." 

With a groan, he began kissing her lips, and then moved down her neck. She arched her back, giving him better access to her throat. Tonya's hands were on his head, encouraging him further, while his were exploring her back. As his lips explored downward, they came to the top of her baby doll outfit. He slid the straps off, kissing her as he went. When he looked down, her breasts were finally free from restraint. 

"Oh, sweet one, I've dreamed of sucking on these since the first day I saw them on my computer screen," Troy moaned as he attacked first one breast then the other, alternately pinching and sucking them. She giggled at first, because he was so excited to see her, then quickly her joy became excitement as her nipples got harder, and her panties got wetter. He was in heaven, sucking on her huge mounds while she moaned her excitement. Her knees were getting weak, so he led her to the bed. She lay on her back, while he stripped off the rest of her outfit and knelt beside her.

"Honey, you have too many clothes on," Tonya said as she unbuttoned his jeans. He stopped sucking on her long enough to get naked, then resumed his task of making her nipples harder than they had ever been. Tonya raked her fingers through his hair then across his back. His kisses led him down her belly. He teased her belly button with his tongue, then continued his journey. 

"OH!" she cried as his tongue found her sensitive area. Knowing that she was enjoying herself, he slowed his licking. He wanted to make tonight last as long as possible, since he didn't know how or why this was happening to them or for how long she would be here. He wanted to keep her levels of arousal up as long as he could. "Mm, do you like that baby girl?" he asked.

"Oh, honey, that feels so good," Tonya moaned. She arched her back to give him more room between her legs. She gasped out loud as he slipped first one, then two, fingers into her waiting pussy. He continued to lick her clit, making it as hard as his cock was. 

"Oh, you're making me so hot honey," she moaned. "I don't know how much more I can take. I'm gonna cum soon if you keep licking me like that. I love the way you're fingers feel deep in my pussy." 

"Mm good, then I guess I'll have to keep licking you then, cuz I wanna make you cum with my lips and my fingers, then I want to fuck you like you've never been fucked before," he said while he rubbed his thumb over her clit. She moaned louder and started pinching her nipples, causing him to suck harder on her clit. Suddenly, her body stiffened, and she screamed, "I'm gonna cum. Fuck me harder with your fingers!" It took all his strength to keep his hand and mouth in place while she was bucking her hips, trying to get his fingers farther up inside her body. "Oooooooooooooo honey yesssssssssssssss," she said as she bucked a few more times before falling back onto the bed. She had never had an orgasm as intense as that one.

"Mm look at my fingers baby girl," he showed her before licking her juices off them. "You taste so good, my sweetheart." 

He climbed back up the bed so his head was near hers and stroked her belly while she was calming down. She turned her head to his, and they kissed like there was no tomorrow. For them, there was no tomorrow together. She moved her hand, and it found his hard cock. She lightly stroked it as they kissed, then she broke off the kiss and moved down between his legs. 

"I know what you want," Tonya purred as she licked her lips. "You want me to suck on your hard cock don't you, baby? Do you want me to make you as hot as you made me?" 

"Oh baby, please," Troy pleaded. "Suck on my cock like you've never sucked before. Make me hard as a rock so I can impale you on it for a long time. I want to shove this hard cock into that wet pussy of yours, and make you cum more than ever and scream louder than before." 

"Mm with pleasure," she moaned as she stuck her tongue out and licked the tip of his cock, tasting his pre-cum. He trembled as she used the tip of her tongue to lick down the front of his cock. "Oh, you like that? You want me to suck on it now?" she asked. "Oh baby please," he begged, "suck my cock down that lovely throat of yours as deep as it will go." With that said she opened her mouth and moved over the top of his waiting cock. In one movement, she had deep throated his entire cock. 

"Oh shit baby, that feels so good," he moaned as she sucked with all her might. "Oh, yeah. Make me hard as a rock my love. I want to fuck you good tonight." 

Too soon for Tonya's liking, Troy made her stop. "I want to make love to you tonight also, baby girl," he said to her. "I want you to feel all the pleasures I can give you." With that, he lifted her off his cock, and lay her down on the bed beside him. They kissed a little more; as his fingers worked their magic again, making sure that she was still hot for him. 

He climbed over her, one knee on either side of her body. He teased her clit with the tip of his cock until she felt like she couldn't take anymore, when suddenly he rammed the entire length of his cock into her. She arched her back as he rode her slowly, pulling almost completely out before ramming back in again. He did this several times, making her gasp for breath. The next time he rammed it in, he rolled onto the bed, moving her on top. She sat up so his whole cock was deep inside her wet pussy. His hands found her waiting breasts, the nipples poking out for attention. He wanted another taste of her large melons, so he pulled them down to him. She used her hands to brace herself while he partook of her luscious globes.

All the while, he was rocking his hips, making his cock move in and out of her slowly, because he knew she liked it slow. The pace was getting to him also, because he wasn't used to going that slow. He wanted to make tonight a magical night, full of surprises and lots of anticipation. 

Tonya couldn't take it anymore. She sat up and ground her pussy into his cock, making it go in deep. Using his chest to steady herself, she rocked back and forth on his hard pole. Troy still had his hands on her breasts and continued pinching and massaging her nipples. As he got closer to orgasm, he took his hands off her breasts and placed them on her hips, helping her to move faster and faster. 

"Oh baby, this feels so good," Tonya managed to pant out in between moans and groans of pleasure. "I am so close now. Don't stop." "Oh baby girl I won't stop," he moaned in reply. "I love the feel of your tight wet pussy on my hard throbbing cock. Ride me faster baby. I know you like when I talk like this. Talk to me and tell me what you like." 

"Ooh, fuck my tight pussy with your hard cock baby. Rub my clit with your shaft. Make my pussy wet. I want to cum all over your cock lover. I want to feel you shoot your cum deep inside me." 

"Yes, I want to fuck your pussy hard baby girl. I want to make you scream out loud with pleasure. I want to feel your cum slide down my hard shaft." 

"Pinch my nipples lover please. I love it when you pinch my nipples. It makes me so hot when you do."

With his hands on her hips, Troy flipped them over again, so that he was on top. "Oh, baby, I loved having you on top, but I'm so hot now that I want to just fuck you until we both cum." 

"Fuck me hard baby. Ram that hard cock deep inside my waiting pussy." 

"You like that baby? You like when I fuck you hard like this?" 

"Ohhhh yessss lover. It feels so good. I'm so close to cumming now," she panted, breathing heavier. 

"Oh, shit baby. I'm cumming," he roared as he pumped his cock into her one last time, shooting his cum inside her waiting pussy. "Ooooooooohhhhhhhh yessssssssssssssssss." 

"Oh God baby I'm cumming tooooooooooo," Tonya screamed as her body tensed then shook with the intensity of her orgasm. "Fuck yes baby. That feels so goooooooood." 

Troy collapsed on top of Tonya, weak from his orgasm. She moaned, and he rolled over, taking her in his arms. "Oh, baby girl, that was even better than I imagined," he said, kissing her softly. "You are a wonderful lover." 

"You are too, baby," Tonya moaned as she snuggled closer to him. 

Since they were both exhausted, they fell asleep in each other's arms. In the morning, Troy awoke and looked over. Tonya was still asleep in his arms. "Wait a minute," he thought to himself. "It's the next day, and she's still here. I wonder why." He leaned over and kissed her awake. 

"Mm, good morning, lover," she said. 

What happened next is for another story. 



Full Moon



The full moon glistened off their naked breasts. Anita's heart racing with excitement, Rene' could feel it on her cheek. It was awkward at first because her ebony Great Dane was so intrigued by what was happening he stared intently at them. Anita wanted this moment so bad she didn't even pay attention. She was so enthralled in Rene's kiss nothing could have taken this moment from her. Rene' touched Anita like she had never felt before. For one moment Anita had lost all reality and truth, she couldn't believe that this was really happening. Her body quivered under Rene'. Rene's tongue caressed the inside of Anita's neck. The energy in the room commanding all that was around it.

Rene' stood to her feet and reached out for Anita's hand. The stair between them at that moment was so intense. Anita fallowed Rene' to the bedroom; and at that moment Anita knew her fantasy was going to be genuine. No one could take this from her. She felt so safe in Rene's embrace, but was still quivering with anticipation. As they lay on Rene's bed Anita could barely control her desire to ravish her. She had to do everything to not rip all of Rene's clothes off right then and there. With Rene's body pressed up against hers Anita grabbed the nape of Rene's neck to pull her in for a kiss. Their tongues entwined like two hands locked together. Rene' grabbed Anita's engorged nipple and placed it in her mouth and sucked gently. It felt so good to Anita. Anita's hot pussy got much wetter in that moment. The heat radiating from their bodies was so dynamic.

Rene' grinded her tepid little box on Anita's leg getting herself sopping wet. Anita was still shuddering under her. She couldn't stop herself, it was uncontrollable. Anita ran her fingers down Rene's back, while Rene's long russet hair swept over Anita's face. Anita stared into her sweet coffee eyes, drinking her in. Anita was getting so drenched; her own juices began to flow down her inner thigh. Rene slid her pants off and threw them on the floor. The rivets of Anita's skirt were chafing Rene so she insisted that it come off as well. The pile of clothes lay there on the floor next to Rene's Great Dane, still watching in awe. Anita grabbed a handful of Rene's plump ass. Just nicking her color swirled thong. Shortly after, those were off too. Anita was so self conscience about her body and what Rene would think that she could not fully relax. She normally had a tidy shaven twat but had been slacking and surly didn't want Rene to see it. But when she felt Rene's long slender fingers enter her hot sex she forgot all about it. She had never had another woman inside her and Rene' was the only one she would let do so. Anita's juices streamed down Rene's fingers.

Rene' rolled over and pulled Anita to her. With hesitation Anita slid her middle finger into Rene's sticky sachet. A thunderous moan came from Rene'. That moment was what Anita had been waiting for so long. All she wanted was to hear Rene' moan and know that she was the one making it happen. Anita sighed with relief and smiled. All of her reservations had been released and she was able to relax. Anita was about to do something she had only fantasized about.

Anita pressed her face between Rene's thighs and lapped up Rene's tart liquor. It was so appetizing to her she couldn't stop. She then slid another finger in and Rene' whimpered with delight. She stopped Anita and pulled her down hard to her face; their mouths joined in a most passionate kiss. The sparks from their tongues clashing rushed through them. Rene' then found herself flanked by Anita's thighs. Her tongue was flickering across Anita's petite clit. A rush of liquid poured out of Anita's small package onto Rene's chin. Rene' muttered in satisfaction. She worked at Anita's box for quite awhile. Anita was so apprehensive that she just couldn't release.

They both needed water and Rene' had to pee so it was put off. When Rene' returned a most unique question arose; Rene' had a strap on and would Anita wear it? It was awkward at first but Anita made it work. Rene' looked deep into Anita's chocolate eyes as Anita pushed that cock deep into Rene's tight pussy. Rene' turned Anita over and onto her back and gently lowered herself onto her. She road that rigid prick like a pro. Anita took hold of Rene's flawless breasts in her mouth. Rene' then flipped herself over and had Anita insert her from behind. The strap-on was not cooperating at this time so Rene' removed it from its holder and had Anita hand work it in. Rene' growled with joy as it slid in and out of her sloppy pussy. After awhile Anita threw the rod aside and slipped her fingers in instead. By this time Rene' was so worked up she was going to blow at any moment. Anita told Rene' to roll to her back. She jabbed at Rene's snatch with all intent to make her come. Rene' worked at her own clit as Anita controlled her deep within. Like a clap of lightning the thunder of Rene's orgasm flowed through her. She saw Angels, Devils and God when she came.



Full Moon



The light of the full moon shines down through the trees surrounding our campsite. You have been attentive as always. All through the evening you keep sniffing my skin, burying your face in my hair and inhaling deeply. You keep stealing kisses as we set up camp. 

I notice you are never more than an arm length away from me. You touch me as often as you can gently running hands over my arms or over my jean clad knee. I feel desired and it makes me smile. Again you come close to me inhaling deeply as though you cannot get enough of me. Finally you say I smell delicious. You tell me you want to taste me again. 

I blush dropping my eyes down though there is no one to see. I look up to you through my lashes and smile at you knowing you like to see me smile like this.

You tell me you have a secret you want to share with me. You tell me to go into the tent and look at what is laid out on the sleeping bags for me. You say I will know what to do. You tell me that you will come to me and share a special secret.

I nod and smile. I go into the tent leaving the flap open behind me. I find a purple scarf lying on the sleeping bags. I pick it up and glance over to the open tent flaps. You are facing the fire and looking up to the sky watching the clouds drift across the face of the moon. 

I place the soft scarf over my eyes tying it tightly behind my head so that my hair is still loose. I wait to hear if you are coming in. I am met by only the night sounds of the woods around us. I kneel on the bedding listening to the wind blow through the trees. I hear the fall leaves rustle and think you are coming in but you do say anything to me. 

I take off my shoes and socks and then I slowly unbutton the flannel shirt removing it and drawing off the t-shirt beneath. I strip away my jeans and I am left in my panties and bra. I turn back to where I know the opening is and whisper your name. Only silence and the sound of the fire greet me. I wait a moment listening and then slip out of my bra and panties. I lie down on top of the sleeping bags and wait for you.

I lay feeling the air moving over my warm flesh drawing imaginary lines of kisses on my stomach and thighs. I wait in darkness eyes closed behind a scarf listening for you to come to me. I know you will be coming for me, coming to touch me, coming to let you hands play over my skin. 

I lay thinking of you and my skin prickles at the thought of your lips grazing across my breasts. I lay waiting for you to come to touch me to draw me up into your arms and kiss my neck. Waiting for you to run your hands over my body and whisper my name in that breathless amazed way you speak to me during intimate moments. I can still taste you on my lips from those kisses throughout the evening and the taste of you heightens my anticipation.

Then finally when I feel as though I can wait no more I feel the air change and I know that you have been here watching me waiting for you. The wind shifts and comes through the tent and I can smell you near me now. The clean smell of soaps mixed with your scent, and something wild and animal, blows across me and I become wet just knowing that you are near. My nipples harden at the thought of you so close to me. I writhe under your gaze begging silently for you to touch me again. 

I hear a low growl slip from your lips as you bend your head down to run you face just above my throat. I feel your breathe warm against my lightly chilled flesh and I arch my back trying to bring your mouth to me. Again I hear you growl and drawl in air through your teeth as though you can already taste me. Still you have not touched me but I know your eyes are trailing over my bare form.

I lay beneath you knowing you are so close and finally I feel your hand brush oh so gently across my cheek. It is as though a damn has broken between us and all becomes skin touching skin hands sliding across one and other. Hands in the darkness... caressing my cheek, pulling my hair in a not so gentle way. I return the touches running my hands over your chest and you tell me to undress you and you rest on your knees beside me. 

I fumble a bit with the buttons of your shirt removing it slowly as I nestle my face against your neck and bite gently. You taste of sweat and I lick along you collar bone inhaling deeply. You smell wild tonight. I think it is just the woods around us and a lingering scent of the fire but I am wrong.

Again that primal growl comes and I feel you vibrate against me with the need of it. I slide my hand down to open your pants and follow my hands with my mouth. I feel your hands roam over my back as I kiss down the length of your stomach. I kiss along your waist line as I pull your pants downward. Your penis waits warm and ready for my mouth as I kiss the tip of it and draw the length gently into my mouth. I feel your hand grip the back of my head and push down. I suck you in and lick the length of your shaft as I bob my head to the pressure of your hand tangled in my hair. You grow fully hard and you groan my name as I bite along you. You call me a goddess and stroke my face and neck.

Though you are always warm, you are nearly feverish tonight. I feel you muscles cord and bunch under my hands as I stroke along your ribs. You pull my head up gently and push me down onto my back. You slide one hand between my legs to find my wet pussy. You stroke me up and down as you bite your way down my body; your teeth are sharp but gentle. You growl against my sex as you slide your tongue between my lower lips. I moan and arch my back. As you lick my clit you slip two fingers into me and I cry out and ride the waves of pleasure. As lay shaking under you crying out over and over, I feel one of your hands gripping my thigh rougher than normal.

I go still as I realize somehow things are not normal. I feel that your face has elongated against my thigh and your tongue licks up over my clit longer than it should be. You hair is longer when I run my hand through it and your ears are gently pointed when I slide my fingers over them. 

I feel you tremble as you realize I know you are different tonight. You growl my name. You ask in a deep throaty voice if I know what you are. I cannot speak at first and I think of you sitting by the fire looking up at the moon. I shake my head at first unable to believe it. Then I nod admitting the truth. You draw away from me leaving me to reach out to you. You ask me to say it. I nod again and try to find my voice. You have to ask me again to say it.

"Wolf..." I whisper.

You ask if I want you to stop; if I am ok with this. I take a deep breath and tell you I want you.

Again you dip your head to my pussy and lick the full length of me bring another shudder and a gasp from me. After a few more licks you raise up and tell me you want me on my knees. I roll over and rise up trusting you completely not to hurt me and know that you could if you choose. I hear the condom wrapper open and then I feel you slide inside me thrusting deep. You growl my name and thrust into me over and over bring me to climax again.You call out to me in your rougher deeper voice and as I am shuddering under you, you wrap your hands in my hair and climax deep inside me.

After we are spent, we curl up together on the sleeping bag and fall asleep. I wake briefly to find you gone in the middle of the night. I try to stay awake waiting for you but I doze. I hear you moving around the camp site and know I am safe.

I awake in the morning to you untying the blindfold from my eyes. I kiss you and draw you down beside me. I tell you next time I want to see you.



Full Moon



Our primal instincts work for us naturally without us asking, why?  I wonder at times why we don't play on these actions when it comes to our sexual wants or fantasies? Our fantasies have became predetermined just as the word provokes. Fantasy! Not primal instinct. But due to our natural sides that exist in all of us we tend to cover up those very wants and tell ourselves that it is only a fantasy. My story begins.

I live in a two story condominium complex. On the second floor of the unit I live in,there is a balcony off my bedroom that opens up to a common area below. The complex encompasses the shared common area. All units being the same in design. 

One particular warm evening I was looking outside and could see that a full moon was slowly appearing in it's brightest moment. Shining with a lucid form of lighting as the beams captured faint outlines. 

During a full moon, I noticed I tend to feel more sexual in this primal way. I want to feel the presence of what the moon gives off. That pull of gravity that seems to reach deep into my female world. 

I had already undressed for the evening and was getting ready for bed when I had decided to step out and feel the mood of the evening. Standing there on my balcony, naked, I could feel the warmth of the evening. A gentle warm wind blew against me as I could feel the touch of it as it feathered across my nipples. Immediately, they erected in a way that was so erotic that I had to stay in it's gentle touches. I started to feel that arousal of pleasure swelling up inside of me and couldn't resist but to bring my hand down slowly between my legs. That erotic feeling of nature playing on my natural instincts. 

I parted my legs slightly so that I could glide my fingers closer to the opening of my feminine genital. My clit already hardening from the touch of my fingers. It excited me being outdoors and not knowing or even caring if anyone was watching. I wanted the naturalness of this sexual arousal. I continued to rub on my clit as I worked up the juices and felt the wetness on my fingers.

I happened to look across the open area and noticed that there was a man standing out on his balcony.

I could only make out the shadows of his body and to my surprise could see he too was in the nude. He had been watching me play with myself. I got a bit flustered at first but regained my self control of this playful event that I was enjoying, so proceeded on. Letting my fingers insert into my wet pussy I started this bit of movement with my body so that he could see my own excitement build up. I looked towards him again and could see that he now held his cock in his hand. He too, took upon this situation and used it for his own self gratification. That acknowledgement alone, got me even more intoxicated with the thought of a stranger watching me please myself, as he did the same. 

The pace of my fingers going deep into me and knowing I had a spectator peaked my excitement even more and I thrust them quicker and deeper inside of me. Eyeing him in the distance moon light, I had wished he was there with me to thrust his own hardness in me. I could feel my peak of ecstasy rising as the two emotions swelled up in me. The emotion of being watched and the emotion of the pleasure. I then took my other hand and rubbed on my clit as the other continued to find that inner delightful spot. 

The emotion of ecstasy was ready to burst through.  I came so deep that it felt as if my legs were going to give out on me. My fingers were so wet with one of the most fantastic orgasms I had experienced. I looked over at my unknown spectator and could tell, he too had cum. 

Mmmmm.  I wondered, what does his cum taste like, as my tongues went to my lips.

I walked back into my condo, without a look back, and went to bed. Slept well that evening. 

A few days passed by as I started wondering about my new found stranger. Hadn't seen him outside on the balcony.  I would curiously look out some evenings thinking, would I see him again?

A few weeks had passed by and I forgotten about my erotic encounter with the "Stranger!" 

One day I had come home to see a large manila envelope taped to my front door. I removed it from the door and went inside. Curious to see what had been left for me. I opened it up and at first pulled out a black scarf. Next a handwritten note. It read: 

Hello my awakening female friend. We share what it appears, a common link to enjoying mutual masturbation underneath the full moon of our great outdoors. I would like to know if you are interested in a personal request? I had noticed we are about to be in the presence of a full moon. I would like to enjoy and pleasure your body under this different form of a hopeful meeting. My fantasy is to have you standing naked on your balcony, as you did that one evening. I would like you tie the scarf around your head then pull it down over your eyes. First, leave your front door unlocked so that I may enter into your home. I would love to enjoy our sexual union without us formally meeting. No conversation is to take place by you. Only I will instruct you what I want. If this is something you would be interested in, please place a note in the community room bulletin board with only these written words. Full moon. I shall be there roughly at 9 pm for our sexual encounter if this calling of nature suits your lustful side.

There was no signature. Nothing. But just the thought had me immediately filled up with this desire. A perfect stranger taking me without an introduction. Not only a fantasy but a primal way of a sexual interlude. I decided to agree. 

I found a blank card and in black ink wrote "Full Moon." I then walked down to and over to our local community room and tacked it up on the bulletin board. A bit nervous but ever so excited!

I couldn't wait as the few days that were in between seemed like an eternity, for that one evening. Finally, the evening came.

I readied myself that evening with the normal preparedness that us females tend to do. 

As 9:00 pm approached I unlocked my front door. I removed the black scarf that I had placed back into the envelope and then walked up to my bedroom. I undressed myself. Left only the hallway light on. Then with the scarf in hand, proceeded to walk out to the balcony. 

I immediately looked over across to his place and seen only one light illuminating from his home. I then seen his shadow as he stepped outside then proceeded to go back in with the lights turning off behind him. 

That very moment I knew this was going to be an exciting and beautiful natural encounter.

I tied the scarf around my head and pulled it down over my eyes. I could feel the warm wind against my naked body. Excitement building up deep inside, to where I was quivering with the thought that soon a complete stranger would be having his way with me. Taking me in a primal way. No introduction. Just pure sexual pleasure in it's natural state. I could hear my front door open then shut in the distant. Oh, the excitement was even more than I had expected. I, then could hear some heavy footsteps coming up the stairs.  He was almost there. I could have came with out even a touch I thought, at this very moment in time

I felt his presence from behind. Oh, my god, I thought in my mind.  I almost wanted to speak and tell him just stick your cock in me right this very moment. He immediately put one of his hands over my mouth. Whispered to me, no words spoken here tonight. He must have been aware that I wanted to speak. Oh, I wanted to melt into this unrealistic but very real moment. 

He removed his hand from my mouth and touched my breasts. The next moment, slightly squeezing my nipples. A little painful, but I was letting him enjoy whatever it was he wanted. I wanted to yell out take me whatever way you want. 

His hand lowered down between my legs as he slowly put a finger on my clit and started rubbing me. I was wet before he even got near me. My clit hardening under the pressure of his finger . He knew there was no need to get me ready. I was ready. 

As he slowly pressed his body to my backside, I could feel him rubbing his cock, near the crack of my ass.  Rubbing my clit more he then grabbed my hand and twisted it behind me, as he placed it on his hard cock. Oh, I just wanted it deep in me. I could feel his pre-cum right at the head of the cock as I played with it. I wanted the taste of it in my mouth so I let the juices get on my fingers then I took them into my mouth and sucked on them. Oh, how I love the taste of pre-cum. Such a tasty treat. 

He then grabbed my shoulders, not letting my hand go back to his cock, turned me around and pushed me downwards. With pleasure I was thinking, as I got down on my knees.  Let him be my master any day. I love sexual control. Giving it and receiving it. 

I put his cock on my lips and rubbed it all around. Mmmm, rubbed it all over my face but kept the scarf around my eyes. I wanted his cock so badly and in many many ways. I then put it in my mouth as I started to suck on it and just feel it go deeper and deeper into my mouth. I could have came with the thought of him cumming in my mouth. I had my fingers rubbing his balls and slowly used my finger nails to gently fondle and play with them as I sucked him more intensely. I love a cock being shoved down my throat as I pleasure a man.

He then stood me up. Placed me facing the balcony and pushed me a bit rough to where I was up against it. I felt the force of his hard cock enter me from behind as he shoved it deep inside. Oh, the feeling of it was so out of this world f"*%ing good! He pushed himself harder and harder and I was just about ready to climax in a way that I had never done before when he stopped. 

No, I thought, don't stop.  He just whispered into my ear that he was going to cum and when he did he wanted me to cum at the same time. Then he said I will leave and you are not to turn around until you hear your door shut. I nodded a yes. 

He then started thrusting his cock back in me and grabbing unto my breasts roughly. I could feel the hardness of his erection pushing right into that place that makes me cum. He had reached my ecstasy button of happiness and joy and so ever f"#*ing good. At that point I exploded with the most wet orgasm I believe I had. That moment I could feel his cum enter me.  This erotic primal feeling that I knew, he reached, too. 

I wanted to just lay down and die there for a moment as my body was so weak from pleasure. 

He pulled his cock out of me. I could hear him walking away.

I heard his footsteps as he went back down the stairs. He had opened the door and then at that moment I heard it shut. 

I removed my scarf. Went inside. Walked downstairs and locked the front door and came back up turning of the lights as went back to my bedroom. 

As I laid on my bed with the lingering moment still fresh in me. I realized that evening, there is no sex like primal sex. Would I ever have such an experience again?

We all desire it. It's natural. Be it from a person we know or a complete stranger. At times I believe our relationships would be even more fulfilling if we let those natural primal instincts take over from time to time. That is what we are pre-designed for. Even if the event isn't with a stranger as this fantasy relates too. But with our friend, partner or whatever name you want to give that other person that exists in our lives. Yes, primal instincts. Outdoor sex. It is all a form of natural pleasure. Why resist it?



Full Moon- A Twilight Story



I stared at my husband. "You want me to do what?"

"You want a child," he said calmly. "I can't give you that, Bella. We tried. The fetus was killing you."

"But if you turned me, it wouldn't!" I'd been trying to persuade Edward of this for days now. "You promised if I married you, you'd turn me."

"If I turned you, you'd be unable to conceive," he reminded me. "The only reason you became pregnant is that you're still human. But a human woman can't survive a pregnancy with a vampire's child. That's why we had to take the fetus."

I was still furious with him and his father for that. While I'd been unconscious, knocked out by pain and by the drugs they'd given me to counter it, they'd aborted Edward's child. My child. I didn't know where the hell Rosalie had been when they'd done it; she was supposed to have protected the baby, but obviously she'd failed. I hadn't given her a chance to explain in the weeks since. I wasn't speaking to her.

I ran my hands over my now-flat stomach. I'd married Edward because I was in love with him, but also so he would stick to his end of the bargain and turn me into a vampire. I didn't want to worry about growing old while he stayed eternally seventeen. I wanted to spend eternity with him. But here I was, still human, and without the child that had begun growing inside me on our honeymoon.

"You want a child," Edward repeated. "And I know you love that dog of yours."

"Don't call Jacob that!" I snapped. Jacob had been the only one other than Rosalie who'd understood why I hadn't wanted to give up the baby. I wasn't going to stand for Edward insulting him, not anymore.

"No offense was intended." Edward smoothed my hair. "I've become accustomed to referring to him that way. I'll try to mind my tongue more. I know you love him."

"I love you."

"Yes, I know that as well."

"It's different. Jacob's my friend. You're my- you're everything."

"As you are to me, my Bella."

"I don't want Jacob's baby. I want yours."

"I know, darling." He pulled me into his arms. Though I resisted, it was comforting. I just didn't want to be comforted by someone who was making such a ridiculous suggestion. "If we could have a baby together, I would be more than happy to do so. But we can't. It would kill you. I can't live without you, you know that. Our child would kill you and then would have no parents, because I would go wherever you go."

"Then just turn me. Forget the child thing." 

"I've told you, before you're turned I want to be certain you haven't missed any human experiences. Becoming pregnant and giving birth is one of the most basic experiences a woman can have. I want you to have it."

"With Jacob."

"Is it such a repulsive thought to you?"

"He isn't you!"

"You aren't answering the question, though. Are you repelled by the thought of having a child with him? Or is it merely that he isn't me?"

How could I answer a question like that? Of course I wasn't repelled by Jacob. He was my best friend. I loved him as much as I loved Edward. But not in the same way. Not romantically. After all, I couldn't have both of them.

Having a child with Jacob. If I weren't in love with Edward, if I wasn't married to him, I might have considered it. But Edward was here, and he was my husband. How could he even think that I would- would- How could he offer to let me be with another man when he knew how much I loved him?

"I want your child," I said stubbornly.

"And although I would give you anything you wish, my love, I cannot and will not give you a child. I will not be responsible for your death." Edward let me go. "If you want a child, then I've given you an alternative. The child would still be ours; any child that comes from you will be as much mine as yours. Think about it. I'll give you some time." He kissed the top of my head and left the room.

I flung myself down on my bed like a child having a tantrum. Why was Edward doing this to me? I wanted a child, yes. I wanted to experience becoming a parent. But with Edward, not anyone else! If I never had a child, it wouldn't matter as long as I had Edward. I'd experienced pregnancy at least, though at a much more accelerated rate than a normal pregnancy.

But my mind wandered against my will. What would a child look like with me as a mother and Jacob as a father? My sweet Jacob, with his black hair and dark eyes. A baby that was a combination of us would be beautiful, I was sure. 

What was I thinking? I couldn't even consider such a thing! I'd chosen to be faithful to Edward for eternity. Unless he and Carlisle were planning some kind of sperm donation, in order for Jacob to father my child he and I would have to... I wasn't even sure it would be possible. Edward had had to restrain himself in bed with me to keep from hurting me. I knew that Jacob sometimes lost control of his wolf nature; during sex, surely he might have trouble holding back. 

And would a werewolf-human child fare any better than the vampire-human child Edward and I had conceived? The acceleration of the pregnancy and the physical damage the baby had caused me had been because of the vampire blood in it; werewolves weren't the same as vampires, but what if their blood caused a similar problem? I'd wanted to die when I'd learned that I'd lost Edward's child; I wouldn't be able to stand becoming pregnant by Jacob only to lose that baby too.

Damn it, there I went again. I was thinking as though I was actually considering Edward's ridiculous suggestion! Forget it. There was no way. If I couldn't have his child, I didn't want a baby at all. I shut off the lamp beside my bed and closed my eyes. 

That night, all my dreams contained an infant with Jacob's eyes.

****

In the morning, I felt much better. I was still sore from the damage I'd received while I was pregnant, but I could at least stand without too much pain. I'd been allowed up for short periods for a few days now, but only when someone was with me, and I'd been confined to my room. I'd had enough of that. I put on a robe over my nightgown and went downstairs to join the family.

"Bella!" Esme sounded both pleased and shocked to see me in the kitchen. "Shouldn't you still be resting? Let me get Carlisle."

"I'm right here." Carlisle came into the room. "Bella, how are you feeling?"

"Sore, but all right." I sat down at the long table. "I don't want to be in bed anymore. I'm fine. I think everything's healed." Except the pain of losing the baby.

"I'll judge that, if you don't mind. Come with me, please. Esme, you too, if you don't mind. I'll have to examine her."

"Of course."

I rolled my eyes and followed Carlisle back to my room. He had me take off my robe and push up my nightgown, and checked my pelvis to ensure that the broken bones had in fact healed. "Did it bother you to walk up and down the stairs?" he asked.

"No." There had been a little discomfort, but that had felt more like my muscles complaining about not having been used that way for a while.

"All right." Carlisle straightened up. "You'll still need to take it easy, but I'd say you don't need to stay in bed or even in your room now if you'd rather not. You've healed remarkably quickly. In another week or so, you and Edward will be able to resume your, um, marital activities."

My face got warm, and Esme elbowed Carlisle. "Don't embarrass her."

Carlisle laughed. "Sorry, Bella. Go ahead and get dressed, and then you can come back downstairs."

"I'll have a nice breakfast waiting for you," Esme added. 

They left the room, and I went to my closet. I hadn't been in real clothes so long I wasn't sure if anything would fit, but I was sick and tired of nightgowns. I chose a pair of jeans that had been a bit loose on me and a shirt that I knew Edward liked me in and went into my bathroom to shower, which I hadn't been allowed to do since the ending of the pregnancy. I'd been dealing with sponge baths for weeks now. Once I felt clean enough, I got out and put on my clothes, then went back downstairs.

True to her word, Esme had covered the table with food. Eggs, bacon, home fries, and biscuits. More food than an entire family could eat, and it was all for me, since vampires didn't eat. That would be a relief once Edward turned me; I would never again have to worry about maintaining my weight. With Esme's cooking, I was lucky I didn't weigh a ton.

"This looks wonderful, Esme, but it's too much," I said. I sat down and served myself some eggs and home fries.

"Oh, I know. I always make too much. But Edward said Jacob phoned earlier and wanted to stop by to see how you're doing, so he can finish what you don't. He's got quite an appetite."

"Yeah." Hearing Jacob's name brought back the conversation Edward and I had had the night before. I still didn't want to think about that, or about the dreams I'd had afterward.

"Is anything wrong, Bella?" Esme was way too in tune to my mood. 

"Nothing I want to talk about, thanks." I shoveled a forkful of eggs into my mouth to avoid answering any more questions.

Half an hour later, I was still sitting at the table with a plate of now-cold eggs and home fries when Jacob arrived. His face lit up when Esme ushered him into the kitchen and he saw me at the table. "Bella!" He practically bounded to my side like the dog Edward had called him. "It's so good to see you up and around. Can I have a hug?"

"Absolutely." I stood and wrapped my arms around his waist, which was about as high as I could reach, he'd grown so much since I'd met him. Of course, that was due to his being a werewolf. In his human form, he was pro-basketball-player sized. I felt a little weird with his body against mine after what Edward had suggested, but I pushed that out of my mind. Jacob hadn't had anything to do with that.

"How are you feeling?" He gently lay a huge hand on my cheek. "Are you all right? Is it okay for you to be out of bed?"

"Carlisle gave me a clean bill of health, and I feel fine. I had to get up; I was going stir crazy in that room, even though everyone's been wonderful about entertaining me. But it was time for me to rejoin the world. How's Billy?"

"He's fine, and he told me to tell you he's thinking about you." Jacob disengaged himself from me and sat down. "Mind if I help you finish this? It looks like too much for you."

"It sure is. Help yourself."

"Let me warm that up for you," Esme said. She scooped up the serving platters and popped them into the oven. "I'll come back in a few minutes to take those out. You two go ahead and visit." 

She left the room. She and Carlisle, and most of the others, had accepted Jacob as my friend for the most part, despite the feud that had existed between their family and his tribe since decades before I'd been born. But I had the feeling Esme still wasn't totally comfortable having a werewolf in her home.

"So what's been going on?" Jacob asked. "I'm sorry things turned out the way they did. I really am. But I'm glad you're alive and okay. I was scared; we all were."

"I know." That didn't make what Edward and Carlisle had done any better, though.

"Maybe you and Edward can try again. Maybe this was just a fluke."

"No, he won't. He said that a human woman can't survive a pregnancy by a vampire. So if I want to have his baby, I'm out of luck."

"Oh. But there are other ways."

I raised an eyebrow. "Other ways?"

"Yeah. I mean, like you and he could adopt, or you could have a baby some other way. Not with him as the father. I mean..." 

His words stumbled to a stop, but I knew exactly what he meant. "He talked to you, didn't he?" I demanded. "Edward talked to you about fathering a child with me!"

"He was freaked out by what was happening to you. He knew you wanted a child, and he thought you were only holding onto the fetus because you wanted a baby so bad. He wanted you to have another alternative."

"And what did you want?"

"I said I couldn't. That it wouldn't be right for him and me to make a decision like that for you. So I guess now he's talked to you about it. He didn't tell you he'd already mentioned it to me?"

"No." Edward would have a hell of a lot to answer for when I saw him. How dare he?

But I knew Jacob was right. Alice had told me how upset Edward had been when he and the others had thought the baby was killing me. He'd probably spoken to Jacob without thinking, out of panic. Not that that made it any better, but at least I could understand it. 

Jacob hadn't exactly answered my question, I realized. I'd asked what he wanted; he'd only told me what he'd said to Edward. I wasn't sure why I even wanted to continue the discussion, but curiosity got the better of me. "I know what you told Edward. But what did you want?"

"Bella, don't. Please. I can't answer that."

Esme bustled back into the room and took the food out of the oven. "There we go," she said, setting the platters back on the table. "Nice and warm." She looked at our faces and realized we had something on our minds other than food. "I'll leave you along to talk."

"Thank you, Esme," Jacob said.

She left again, and Jacob served himself a heaping plateful of everything on the table. I picked at the cold food on my own plate, which Esme apparently hadn't noticed when she'd decided to warm things up. "Why can't you answer?" I asked Jacob.

"You and Edward belong together. I hate like hell that you're with that bloodsucker, but I saw while you were... With everything that happened, I could see that he really does love you. I wouldn't have thought a bloodsucker could love anyone, but he does love you."

"Stop calling him that." I was sick of his and Edward's digs at each other. "And what does that have to do with what we're talking about?"

"That's why I can't answer." Jacob stuffed some food into his mouth. Unlike me, he didn't stop talking. "He loves you and you love him."

"Ew, gross! Don't talk with your mouth full!"

"Okay." 

He didn't say another word until he'd finished eating. I grew more and more impatient watching him stuff his face, until finally he put down his fork and said, "You really want to know?"

"Yeah."

"I think... I think I'd do it. If it was what you really wanted. You're my best friend, Bella. I love you. I'd give you anything you wanted. Even a child."

I was stunned. Of course I'd known how he felt about me, but I hadn't thought his feelings went this deep. And I hadn't thought he'd admit it if they did.

"You know what Edward wants, and you know what I think," he continued. "So what do you think? What do you want?"

"I want time to think." I pushed my plate away. "Thanks for coming to see me today. It's always great to see you. But I'd kind of like to be alone now."

"I understand." He came over to me and scooped me into a hug. "Take care, and don't base your decision on anything except what you want. Edward will just have to deal with whatever you decide. And so will I." He left.

* * * * 

For the next few days, I thought. When Edward came home, I didn't get angry with him as I'd planned; I was just quiet, which I think hurt him more than my anger would have. But I didn't have anything to say to him. There was too much going through my mind.

I wanted a baby. I'd never wanted to be a parent before Edward had gotten me pregnant, but now, having had that pregnancy, feeling the baby grow inside me even though it had grown at a ridiculous and harmful rate, I wanted it. I wanted to give birth, to hold the little person that would result. 

But I wanted Edward to be the father.

It couldn't happen. I understood that. He and his family wouldn't allow it. That still infuriated me, but I understood that to them, I was more important than a nameless, faceless baby. Their constant referral to it as a "fetus" was enough to prove that. If I did become pregnant again by him, I wouldn't be allowed to keep it.

Did I want a baby badly enough to let Jacob be the father? Was that even fair to him? He would be biologically part of the child, and I at least would want him to be part of the child's life. He was my best friend; he was part of my life, so of course he would be part of the baby's if I had one. But would Edward and the other Cullens allow that? They tolerated Jacob now because of my friendship with him, but would that tolerance extend to letting him visit his biological child?

For nearly a week these thoughts went through my mind, and for that week I barely spoke to Edward and his family. I was polite and civil to them, and I participated in conversations when they made an effort to include me, but I didn't say much and I didn't initiate any conversations myself. It shouldn't have been a surprise when Edward finally came to me one night, after several nights of silently sharing a bed with me now that Carlisle had said I was healed enough, and said, "Bella, we need to talk."

"About what?" As though I didn't know.

He sat on the edge of the bed. "You've been so quiet lately. I'm concerned. We're all concerned. I know losing the fetus was hard for you; is that what's bothering you? Are you still in pain?" He paused. "Or are you still angry with me for what I suggested to you?"

"Yes, no, and yes," I replied. "Jacob came to visit the day you made that proposal."

"I know. Esme told me."

"He said you talked to him about fathering a child with me. You talked to him before I even lost the baby." My voice rose. "How could you do that, Edward? How could you say such a thing to him, especially without knowing what I'd think?"

"I couldn't seem to persuade you that giving up the fetus was best for you. I hoped that he would help me convince you."

"So you asked him to- to- How can you even consider letting someone else do with me what he and I would have to do to make a baby?"

"Bella." He moved over beside me and put an arm around my shoulders. "I don't want to let him make love to you. I'm your husband; that's my place. But I do want you to have a baby if that's what will make you happy, and as that's the one thing I cannot give you myself, I would allow someone else to do it. Jacob and I will never be friends, but I know that he is your friend and I trust him because you do."

"So you'd let him."

"That is the usual way to create a child, yes. If it's what you wanted, I would let him. Is this why you've been so quiet, darling? Have you been thinking about this?"

"Yes. Did you know that he would be willing?"

"He told me that he wouldn't be willing to consider anything that you hadn't had a chance to think about. Did he tell you differently?" He tried to keep his tone casual, but underneath I could tell he was angry about the idea that Jacob might have said something else to me.

"I pushed him for an answer. He said that he didn't want to tell me because he didn't want to come between you and me; he said that he can see how much we love each other and he doesn't want to interfere with that. But he said that if I wanted a child that much, he would do it."

"And do you want a child that badly? If you do, if you want Jacob to father it, I have no objections, though I will remain in the room to be sure he doesn't hurt you during the act."

I hadn't thought of that. Of course Edward would want to protect me. But the idea of having him in the same room, watching while Jacob and I- while Jacob impregnated me, felt strange. How would he feel watching that go on? How would I feel knowing he was there? No. I couldn't do this, no matter how much I might want a baby.

Edward studied me with his golden eyes. "What are you thinking?" 

"I'm thinking that you're my husband." I still loved the feel of that word in my mouth. "And I love you, and I don't want to hurt you. I think that you made that offer because you were afraid for me while I was pregnant and because you know that I'm upset about losing your baby, but I don't think you meant it."




Full Moon- A Twilight Story



"Ah, but I did. Don't you think I want a child as well?"

"But it wouldn't be your child. Not biologically."

"Do you doubt that Carlisle is my father and Esme my mother? Yet there's no biological connection between us. Any child that my wife bears will be my child. I love you, Bella, and if I can't father a child myself the next best would be to have a child with you as the mother."

"You're serious, aren't you? You actually want me to have a baby with Jacob?"

"I actually want you to have a baby. And it appears that is the only way it can happen."

He put his arms around me, and I curled up against him, my head on his hard chest. He wanted a child as badly as I did. So why had he allowed Carlisle to take the baby? I could have survived that pregnancy. I might have had a few broken bones, but I could have survived, and then Edward and I would have had a child of our own. And once I'd healed, Edward could have turned me.

But even as I thought it, I remembered the excruciating pain of the baby's growth, stretching within a few weeks something that was meant to stretch over nine months and breaking the bones that hadn't realized they needed to move. I'd thought having Edward's child was worth the pain, and I still believed it would have been, but I did question whether I would have been alive to see the child after it was born.

Edward was right. He could father a child with me, but it would likely kill me. If we wanted a child, someone else would have to father it. And Jacob was the only other person I loved and trusted enough to allow it.

"I'll do it." The words were out; I couldn't take it back now.

Edward kissed the top of my head. "Are you sure?"

"I want a baby, and since you've said you do too, yes, I'm sure."

"Bella." Edward slid down from his half-sitting position so that we were lying down side by side. "I love you, darling."

"I love you too."

He kissed me, a deep, passionate kiss that brought to mind all the lovemaking we'd done on our honeymoon before it had been interrupted. His hand found my breast, and my body responded to his touch. It seemed so long since he'd touched me this way, though it had been only a couple months. I wanted him badly; I hadn't realized how much I'd missed feeling him against me, feeling him inside me, while I'd recovered from the pregnancy.

He broke the kiss. "Bella," he said hoarsely. "Oh, how much I want you."

"As much as I want you, I'm sure. But is it safe?" I meant was I healed enough, but I was also concerned about the risk of another pregnancy.

As often happened, he seemed to know exactly what I was thinking. "Carlisle said last week that by this time you should be recovered enough for us to resume sex," he said. "If you feel any discomfort or pain, tell me immediately. As for pregnancy..." With a sheepish look, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a small square. "I never thought I would have need to walk into a pharmacy and purchase condoms. There's quite a large selection available."

"Um, yeah." I laughed and blushed at the image of my ageless, vampire husband going to a drugstore like any teenage boy to buy condoms. "So what kind did you get?"

"Ultra sensitive." If he could have blushed, I would have sworn he was. "Shall we see if they live up to the advertising?"

"Absolutely."

Edward wrapped his arms around me and kissed me deeply, a kiss like he'd given me on our honeymoon. It brought back the wonderful memories of the brief time before the pregnancy had intruded on our plans, and for once I was able to think of the baby without feeling as though I was being stabbed in the heart. 

I wore a nightgown with a robe over it. As we kissed, Edward eased the robe from my shoulders and off my arms, letting it fall to the floor. He ran his hands over my breasts, sending shivers through me. "Bella, my beautiful wife," he murmured. 

"Edward." I pushed up the T-shirt he wore so I could touch his bare chest. "Make love to me. Please. I need to feel you inside me."

"Gladly, darling."

He gathered up my nightgown, and I raised my arms so he could pull it off over my head. I slipped off my panties, and stood before my husband completely naked.

I didn't think I looked as good as I had before the pregnancy. The rapid growth of the baby had stretched my abdomen, and even though it was nearly flat again now, the skin was still stretched and covered with marks. But Edward bent and kissed me just above my navel. "You're lovely," he said. "My Bella."

"We have a problem," I said. "I'm not wearing anything."

"And I am. That is a problem." So quickly I barely had time to blink, he removed his clothes. "Is this better?"

"Much." My eyes drank in the sight of my gorgeous, naked husband, from his hard, muscular chest to the hardness between his legs. "Make love to me."

"Of course."

Edward put on the condom and lowered me to the bed. He positioned himself on top of me, using his arms to keep from putting his whole weight on me. "Remember, tell me if anything hurts you."

"I will, but I think I'll be fine." I wanted him so badly that even if it did hurt, I didn't think I would notice.

"All right."

He entered me. After a momentary discomfort, all I felt was the pleasure of having him inside me again. Although I knew how difficult it was for him, he thrust slowly, gently, restraining himself from the passion he'd shown on our honeymoon. Although I wanted it faster, I knew he doubted his ability to control himself. I held myself back as well, matching his pace, until both of us reached the peak. When our orgasms came, I met Edward's eyes and saw in them so much love that I forgave him everything.

He moved off me and lay beside me. I curled against him and rested my head on his chest. "I love you," I said.

"And I love you. How do you feel?"

"I'm fine. You were perfectly gentle, and it felt in some ways better than when you aren't."

"I'm glad." He kissed the top of my head. "Have you forgiven me?"

"Yes. I can't stay angry with you."

"And you'll have a child."

"Yes. If Jacob will agree to it."

"We'll speak to him tomorrow. For now, you should get some sleep."

"Yes, I think you tired me out a bit." I closed my eyes. "Good night, Edward."

"Good night, my Bella."

* * * *

Although Jacob was reluctant, he did agree when Edward and I spoke to him. Carlisle assured us that, based on his research, there would be no physical danger to me from any baby that might result, though he recommended caution during the act itself since it would be very possible for Jacob to lose control and shift form. 

Carlisle also examined me to be sure I was fully recovered from the lost pregnancy. "Pregnancy puts a huge strain on a human body," he explained. "If there's a broken bone or any other injury that hasn't completely healed, a new pregnancy could make the injury worse, and risk you and the baby."

"What do you think about this?" 

"I think it's between you, Edward, and Jacob." He smiled, and I knew he meant it. "We've never had a baby around here. It might be nice."

"It would be nicer if it were Edward's, though."

"It will be nice because it will be yours, and if Edward accepts it as his own, so will the rest of us. Don't worry, Bella. Just do what you and Edward have agreed is the right thing."

As it turned out, not everyone was as accepting of the idea as Carlisle. When Jacob showed up on the day we'd agreed on, two weeks after I'd decided to take Edward's suggestion, the entire family turned out to say hello to him before we went to Edward's and my room. Emmett met him with a sneer. "You're a little too much of a puppy to be a father, aren't you?" 

"I'm eighteen now," Jacob said. "And I'm only going to be the father biologically. I'm certainly old enough to manage that."

"I wish I knew what you and Bella were thinking, asking this dog to father her child," Emmett said to Edward. "Honestly, if you can't make her pregnant without killing her, maybe you should take that as a sign."

"She wants a baby," said Rosalie, who was standing beside him. "But I agree." She wrinkled her nose. "If this even works, I hope the baby won't smell as bad as the dog does."

"Stop calling Jacob a dog!" I said. "Why are you two even here if you're so against this?"

"Because we wanted one last chance at talking you out of it," Emmett said. "But apparently that isn't going to work, so have at it. Just don't blame anyone but yourself if you end up being eaten."

Jacob glowered. "I would never do anything to hurt Bella. If you don't know that by now..."

"Stop," Esme said. "This is no one's business but Bella, Edward, and Jacob's."

"And upsetting Bella isn't going to make things any easier," Alice added. She hugged me. "I'm not sure I understand why you and Edward are doing this, but if it's what you want, I'm on your side. And it will be fun to have a niece or nephew to spoil."

"I'll be sure to let you choose the clothes."

"Smart girl."

Edward put his arm around me. He was tense, which wasn't a surprise given what was about to happen. "We should go upstairs."

"Yeah, we should." Jacob glanced at the others. I could only imagine how he must have felt, being faced with a group of vampires who knew he was about to have sex with the wife of one of them. But he didn't show any sign of being worried or intimidated.

Edward kept his arm around me until we got to the bedroom. He closed the door behind us and said, "You understand how this will go?"

"Yeah. You're using me as a stud." Jacob rolled his eyes. "Just reinforces the whole 'dog' thing, you know."

"Jacob, it isn't like that," I said.

"Yes, Bella, it's exactly like that. I'm your friend, and that's all I am to you, but I'm fathering a child for you and your husband here to raise."

"If it bothers you that much, why did you agree to it?" 

His eyes filled with sadness. "Because I love you and I want you to be happy. And alive."

"Jacob, you're doing a great favor for both of us," Edward said. "And we will want you to be part of the child's life. You're Bella's friend and that's enough to make you part of this family, even if the other Cullens disagree."

Jacob studied him. "Thank you. That means a lot."

Edward inclined his head. "What you're doing for us means a lot as well. I'll be in the room, but please don't let that inhibit you. I'm here only to ensure Bella's safety."

"Yeah, that's not inhibiting at all," Jacob muttered.

Being a werewolf, Jacob was comfortable naked, since he couldn't shift in his clothes. He undressed quickly. I was more hesitant. I was still becoming comfortable being naked with Edward, and now I was expected to show my body to two men? 

And somehow Jacob seemed even bigger without his clothes on. He was huge anyway, over six and a half feet tall, but without clothes constraining him I'd have said he was at least seven feet. I'd seen him without clothes before, since I'd seen him immediately before and after shifts, but I was more aware of it now, given the purpose of his nudity. I was more aware of a part of him that I'd avoided looking at before. That part was large, like the rest of him, and when I saw it I was considerably less convinced than I had been that this was a good idea.

Both Edward and Jacob realized where I was looking, even though I turned away quickly. My bright red face probably helped them figure it out. "Bella, you can still change your mind," Edward said. He knew he was the only man I'd been with; he'd taken my virginity on our honeymoon. 

"Of course you can," Jacob said. "But I'll be slow and gentle. You know I'd never hurt you, Bella."

"I know." But I was definitely having second thoughts. This was just wrong, making love to Jacob while Edward watched. How could I have agreed to this? I wanted a baby, but did I want it this badly?

Edward came to me and put his arms around me. "Bella, darling, do what feels right to you. I'm here whatever you decide."

"We'll still be friends, no matter what," Jacob added. 

"It's up to you, Bella," Edward said.

Great, because I was so good at making decisions. I wanted to be a vampire so I could spend eternity with Edward. I wanted a child; didn't married couples usually have children? Emmett and Rosalie didn't, and neither did Carlisle and Esme, but that was because they'd been vampires when they met. They hadn't been able to have children. Though Carlisle and Esme considered the others to be their children, and Edward and I would be able to form a family that way if we wanted to.

But during my brief pregnancy, I'd realized that I did want to experience being pregnant and giving birth. I took a deep breath, looked from Edward to Jacob, and nodded. "All right. Let's give this a try."

Jacob stroked my cheek with one large finger. "It'll be all right."

"Yeah."

I turned to face the wall so I wouldn't have to see either of them looking at me as I undressed. When I was naked, I turned slowly, unsure of where to look. Edward embraced me. "Don't be nervous, Bella. This is what we both want, right?"

"I guess so."

He kissed me, then stepped aside so Jacob could fold me into his arms. "It's all right," he whispered. "If you change your mind at any point, just tell me. I'm doing this for you, and if it isn't what you want then that's okay."

"It is what I want. I think."

He laughed. "Okay. You know, I've never done this before, so you're going to have to help me out a little." He moved me to the bed. "I think lying down's probably a good place to start."

"Yeah."

We lay side by side on the bed. Edward stayed by the door, an unreadable expression on his face. I wished I knew what he was thinking; was he upset about this? Happy? He didn't meet my gaze, just stared at the floor, which made it even harder for me to judge what was in his mind.

Jacob kissed my cheek. "Are you ready?" 

"A woman isn't ready immediately," Edward said. "Haven't you ever heard of foreplay?"

Jacob bristled. "I just said I've never done this, didn't I? I thought you were just going to stand there. I can do without the comments."

"Stop it, both of you," I said.

"Sorry," they said together. 

I kissed Jacob's lips. Unlike Edward's, they were warm and soft. I preferred Edward's. Jacob caught on quickly and the kiss deepened, becoming more intense. As though moving on its own, his hand found my breast; he gasped into my mouth when he touched it. Still kissing him, I touched his cheek to reassure him that it was all right.

Evidently that was all the encouragement he needed. His hands explored my body, bringing me sensations that until now I'd only felt with Edward. I felt moisture between my legs, which hopefully would make it easier for Jacob to enter me when we were both ready. Though I wasn't sure I could be ready for something like this.

After a few minutes, he broke the kiss and asked, "Can I...?"

I nodded. "Go ahead."

Jacob looked at the absurd comparison between the length of my body and the length of his. "Maybe you should be on me," he suggested.

"Yeah, that might work better."

I straddled Jacob, careful to avoid looking at Edward since this position put him in my line of sight. Even though he'd said he was okay with this, I was afraid of what I might see on his face now that it was actually happening. It still astonished me that he was willing to let this happen, that he wanted a child enough to let another man father it. Then again, it astonished me that I wanted a child this badly.

I positioned myself so that I felt Jacob's hardness pressing between my legs. "Go slow, Bella. You're in control."

Yeah. I moved down and felt him begin to enter me. I had to stretch to accept him, which wasn't exactly painful but wasn't quite pleasant either. Slowly, I took more of him into me, until it did become painful and I stopped. "Are you all right?" he asked.

"Yeah." I took a couple deep breaths to relax myself, hoping that would help. It didn't much; I couldn't relax completely with Edward watching. Experimentally I moved on Jacob and decided I could manage it, though I knew he wasn't fully inside me. I didn't think I could take him completely, and I didn't want the pain of trying.

He moaned. "That feels nice, Bella. Does it feel okay for you?"

"Yes." It did, despite the stretching; it was nice to be so close to Jacob. "You can move a little too, just keep it slow."

"You set the pace. I'll do what you do."

I moved a little faster; Jacob matched my speed. Before long, pleasure took over from discomfort. I almost forgot that Edward was even in the room as Jacob and I moved together. Then the pleasure broke over me and I cried out so loudly I was sure the other Cullens must have heard. Jacob let out a loud groan and I felt his seed filling me. We were both still.

After I caught my breath, I lifted myself off him. I wanted to lie next to him for a moment, to feel him holding me, but Edward came to the bed and put his arms around me. "Is everything okay?"

"Yes." I looked into his eyes, hoping for some sign of how he felt about this. "Are you and I okay?"

He kissed my forehead. "Of course we are. We agreed to this." He looked over my shoulder at Jacob. "Thank you again. We'll let you know when we find out whether Bella's expecting."

"And so I'm dismissed." Jacob dressed as quickly as he'd stripped and leaned down to kiss my cheek. "Thank you, Bella, for letting me be part of this."

"Thank you for doing it. I'll be in touch soon, okay?"

"Yeah." He glared at Edward. "Guess I'd better go. Talk to you later."

He walked out, closing the door behind him. Edward lay down with me. "Do you think it worked?" I asked.

"I hope so, because I honestly don't believe I could stand seeing that again. I'm jealous, Bella. I thought for this purpose I could handle it, but I had to force myself to keep from ripping out his throat when you and he were... I hope it worked."

"Yeah. So do I."

He stroked my hair. "Why don't you get some sleep, darling? I'll be here."

"Okay."

I closed my eyes, but doubted I'd sleep. Edward's arms around me weren't as comforting as usual. There was a gap between us, a distance that I knew was because of what Jacob and I had just done, even though he had encouraged it. And because of his reaction at the end, there was now a distance between Jacob and me as well.

I almost hoped Jacob hadn't succeeded in impregnating me. If he had, I was afraid I would find myself and the baby alone.



Full Moon & The Pool Jets



It is the end of a long, busy day. The house is finally quiet and I am finally alone to relax. I go to the computer and check my e-mail. Junk fills it, as always. I do a little surfing and end up at one of my favorite movie sites. I always enjoy moviepost.com. I start down the list of movies and select many of them. 

I enjoy so many different types of movies. There are very sexy women using dildos on their wet pussies. They are so wet that it shows up well in the movie clip. In some of the movies, there are women using toy cocks on other women and licking their clits at the same time. I watch a movie of a woman being fucked from behind very hard and fast. The camera moves in and shows the way her pussy grabs that nice hard cock as it slides in and out of her. 

At this point, I have out my own toy. The silver vibrating bullet, you know the one. It is turned on a low setting and is resting right against my very wet clit. My legs are spread under the desk and I continue to select movies. I select a movie that shows a man stroking his nice hard cock. This brings pictures to my mind of you, right in front of my face, doing the same thing. My pussy gets even wetter and starts to throb picturing that in my mind. I absolutely love to see you slide your hard dick in your hand. 

I reach down to the controls on the vibrating bullet and turn it up. I literally sigh as I feel it apply more stimulation to my very swollen pussy. I know that it is incredibly pink and swollen and that your tongue would find the perfect spots to lick if you were here right now. I come across a movie clip of two women with a man. I carefully watch these clips and imagine you and I have met with a very open, sexual female. 

One of the clips has one of the women on her hands and knees being fucked from behind. The second woman is lying on the bed, with her legs spread, having her pussy licked by the first woman that is on her hands and knees. I can picture being the woman on her back, looking up and watching you as you hold her hips and slide your cock into her wet pussy. You looking down at her tongue on my pussy and back at the expression on my face as I watch you both and feel the pleasure she is delivering. 

This mental image coupled with the movie clip on my screen has me very turned on and I am nearing orgasm. My legs are spread wide under my desk and my hips are instinctively moving up and down to slide the toy completely across my clit. I throw my head back and listen to the sound on the computer while I picture the look on your face as you watch me cum right in front of you. That is the moment that I start to orgasm. I can feel my pussy throb back against the vibrating bullet. 

I do not stop it or move away, but continue to let it massage my cumming pussy. This barely gives me a minute to come down before I start to cum again. Just the way you would make me cum if you were here but of course not as intense on my own. After I orgasms a few more times, I move the toy and put my hips back on the chair. I still have my head thrown back and my eyes closed as I catch my breath. I finally lift my head and look back at the screen. I smile as I notice that the clip is endlessly looped on my screen. 

I get up and decide to change gears. I really have to get your naked body off my mind or stay distracted all evening. I head to my bedroom and decide that a late night swim will do me some good. Since it is dark out, I do not bother to change into a swim suit but plan to go naked, like I always do at this hour. It is a full moon, so the night should be lit up very nicely. 

Right before I walk out the door to the pool deck, I stop at my night stand and grab one of my favorite toys. You know the one, it is ribbed and flexible. It doesn’t use batteries at all and is actually designed as an anal toy even though I usually use it in my pussy. There is that time you used it on my ass, though and it was definitely designed properly I learned. I am not sure why I grabbed that toy, but I did so and took it with me on the pool deck. 

After placing my towel and toy on the pool edge, I slowly get into the nice cool water and swim around a little bit. I go over to the steps and realize that the pool jets are on. Since I am naked, the stimulation from the pool jets is even more intense. I am sure it helps that I am very turned on and have already cum numerous times just moments before. I stand next to the jet and let it massage my nice swollen clit. I am literally teasing myself, not allowing the water pressure to be applied right on that magic spot. If I have learned one thing from being naked with you, it is that a little teasing goes a long way. 

I reach to the pool edge and grab the toy that I brought with me. Putting it in the water, I slide it very slowly into my pussy. I am standing near the steps, with the water jet teasing my clit and this toy slowly entering my pussy. It feels wonderful to have this toy inside me. The full moon has the pool lit up quite well and my head is thrown back a bit looking at the moon and stars as I enjoy the feel across my entire body. 

After a few minutes of this intense teasing, I put my legs up on the side of the pool. This puts my pussy right at the level of the jet. I have my legs spread and the jet is flowing water right at my pussy. I can look down and see in the moonlight how swollen it is and can watch the water dance across my clit. A simple shift of the hips and the water changes from dancing across my clit to practically shooting directly into my pussy. It feels like a water dildo that is fucking me. 

I alternate between directing the water to my clit with the toy I brought into the pool inside my pussy to pulling the toy out and directing the water into my pussy. When I have the toy in my pussy, I have it pulled back so every ridge slides against my pussy lips as I move it in and out. The feel is amazing. I am getting loud even though I know that I am outside. I do my best to remain quiet, but the orgasm that is building is quite intense. 

I know that a neighbor could simply look out their window and see me in the moonlight. The thought of that excites me also. I think briefly that I will feel them watching me but the honest truth of the matter is that I am so engrossed in what I am doing, I would not notice a thing. I close my eyes and picture the time that I had you in the pool on the second step. It is the perfect height for you to stand and slide your cock right into my mouth as I stand in the water. I remember your hands on my head and your cock throbbing in my mouth. That picture is very vivid in my mind as I close my eyes and feel an amazing orgasm begin. 

I move my pussy against the water stream and cum so deeply that I feel it through my entire body. It travels from my head all the way down to my toes and I feel a warmth travel the length of it. I have experienced this type of orgasm before, but just not due to my own hands. This is the kind of orgasm I have had while you pleased me in various ways and that thought only makes this orgasm even more intense. 

This time, I have to move away from the stimulation immediately after I cum. I lie in the pool and begin to catch my breath. I am suddenly aware of my surroundings. I realize just how bright it is in the pool with the moonlight, notice that I am floating naked right on top of the water and then realize that I am not on the deck alone. 

You are sitting in the lounge chair not 5 feet from where I am at with your eyes right on me. You have a huge bulge in your shorts and you are mesmerized my me. I look at you embarrassed and start to move back into the water. “Don’t move on my account,” you tell me. I smile and start to walk out of the water toward you. 

“How long have you been there?” I ask as I continue to walk over toward you. 

“Long enough to see how hot that was,” you tell me. “And to get this,” you say, showing me your nice hard cock. I reach down and stroke your cock right through your clothes and feel it get even harder with my touch. You look at me and notice I am shivering. You stand up and wrap my towel around me, kissing me very deep roaming your hands across me as you do so. “Let’s go inside now,” you tell me as you turn to walk in the house, unzipping your pants as you get closer to the door. You lie me down in the bed and I quickly doze off to sleep. 

Sound asleep I barely hear the shower on. What actually wakes me is your breath right across my pussy. I feel you lick my clit carefully and tease me. I reach down and pull your head feeling your wet hair in my hands. I wasn’t sure I was going to be able to cum any more, but as usual, you are out to prove me wrong. I am one lucky woman, aren't I?

C K & L