Anonymous Confession #716: “Edward was so prudish and reserved, I had a hard time imagining him having sex.”

Anonymous Confession #716: “Edward was so prudish and reserved, I had a hard time imagining him having sex.”


Anonymous Confession #703: “I always wondered if Bella ever felt Edward’s erection when they were making out or if he tried to hide it from her.”

Anonymous Confession #703: “I always wondered if Bella ever felt Edward’s erection when they were making out or if he tried to hide it from her.”


Anonymous Confession #699: “I imagine the male vampires are hard all the time. If their bodies are like marble, then their cocks can’t be flaccid.”

Anonymous Confession #699: “I imagine the male vampires are hard all the time. If their bodies are like marble, then their cocks can’t be flaccid.”


Anonymous Confession #082: “I don’t understand how Bella and Edward had sex. To get an erection a man needs blood and Edward doesn’t have any?”

Anonymous Confession #082: “I don’t understand how Bella and Edward had sex. To get an erection a man needs blood and Edward doesn’t have any?”

It’s hard and cold, and it throws rainbows in the sunlight. — Edward Cullen
‘If Edward could read Bella’s thoughts’ #8

‘If Edward could read Bella’s thoughts’ #8


"Mmm…" Edward said. "Now take them off, love. I want to see… you." Bella wiggled out her damp cotton panties and tossed them aside, revealing her smooth, freshly waxed pussy. "Oh, you’re so beautiful," said Edward, staring down in a dazzling gaze at her naked body. He gripped his cock and stroked it roughly with one hand, and lightly fingered her wet opening with the other. Bella was always amazed at how graceful and ambidextrous Edward was in all his movements. The cold tingle of Edward’s long fingers on her clit made her moan. "I want to make you cum, love. Soon," he promised. He kneeled before her spread open legs, stoking himself hard, his neck craned and head thrown back but always with his smoldering topaz eyes looking down on beautiful, warm, delectable Bella. He drank in her delicious scent and felt his body tighten. He felt the unique surge of warmth in his venom, and moaned deeply as every sparkle on his body came alive in hot, radiant delight. A torrent of cold, shimmering stickiness erupted from his long marble cock, raining down on Bella’s chest and stomach in a deluge of pleasure.

"Mmm…" Edward said. "Now take them off, love. I want to see… you." Bella wiggled out her damp cotton panties and tossed them aside, revealing her smooth, freshly waxed pussy. "Oh, you’re so beautiful," said Edward, staring down in a dazzling gaze at her naked body. He gripped his cock and stroked it roughly with one hand, and lightly fingered her wet opening with the other. Bella was always amazed at how graceful and ambidextrous Edward was in all his movements. The cold tingle of Edward’s long fingers on her clit made her moan. "I want to make you cum, love. Soon," he promised. He kneeled before her spread open legs, stoking himself hard, his neck craned and head thrown back but always with his smoldering topaz eyes looking down on beautiful, warm, delectable Bella. He drank in her delicious scent and felt his body tighten. He felt the unique surge of warmth in his venom, and moaned deeply as every sparkle on his body came alive in hot, radiant delight. A torrent of cold, shimmering stickiness erupted from his long marble cock, raining down on Bella’s chest and stomach in a deluge of pleasure.

On the cutting room floor: Sparklepeen

  • Edward Cullen: I'm nervous about the honeymoon, being with her.
  • Carlisle Cullen: Why is that, son?
  • Edward Cullen: I'm afraid of hurting her.
  • Carlisle Cullen: Well, just be careful and mind your strength, son.
  • Edward Cullen: No, not that. I mean, I'm hung like a donkey. I'm afraid it will be too big.
  • Carlisle Cullen: Well, just-- wait, what? You are?!
  • Edward Cullen: Yeah, why? Does that surprise you?
  • Carlisle Cullen: A little. You've a fairly dainty build, son.
  • Edward Cullen: I'm a grower not a shower, ok?