Sunday, 21 February 2010

Chapter One: First Sight

Bella's POV

The first time I laid eyes on Edward Cullen I was immediately drawn to him like a moth to a dangerous flame. His disheveled hair looked as though it had gone unwashed for weeks and his eyes were half closed and bloodshot. I noticed that his posture was slumped and the way he hobbled through the busy cafeteria I guessed he'd been sitting on his legs for weeks. His clothing was disheveled and there were oily spots on the front of his shirt and orange stains on his pant legs from what resembled cheeto cheese.

As he passed me I could smell his manly musk mixed with a hint of body odour and pizza

I glanced down and focused on his hands and I felt my breath hitch in my throat. They were the hands of an experienced gamer. He had long beautiful fingers that twitched involuntarily as if they were unable to stand being idle for even a few seconds. I imagined those well trained hands on my body...playing me like I was a game controller...pushing all of my pleasure buttons.


I scowled slightly as my fantasy was interrupted by Jessica, who I saw was staring at me with an odd expression on her face.

“Sorry, what?” I asked blushing.

“Who were you looking at?” She followed my gaze and immediately spotted who I was staring at.

She turned her head back quickly and stared at me in shock.

“Bella, you cant be serious!”

"Who is he?" I asked, glancing back over to the beautiful specimen across the cafeteria and I could hear myself make a quiet but very intentional sex moan.

“That” she emphasized, “is Edward Cullen and listen to me Bella, he is such a dork. He never talks to anyone. Don't waste your time, talking to him is like social suicide...”

I rolled my eyes and continued to watch him as he made way towards a group of guys standing by the vending machines. All of them looked like they could with a good nights sleep, but nothing could deter my eyes from his face.

You see, I had a sex addiction. I wish I could say that it was a normal sex addiction but I would be lying. My addiction is anything but normal. I wasn’t just your typical run of the mill nympho maniac that went around seducing and fucking every man who came in contact with me…no, I hunted a particular type of man.


I loved them. I loved the way they smelled. I loved that they never slept and were always in a half-awake half-asleep sort of daze until they were in front of their computer or their XBOX where they woke up with a brilliant charge of electricity and life. I could spot a gamer from a mile away in a thick fog. I sensed them with my every being. I craved them.

My mom Renee had tried to get me help. I had gone to several psychologists and even spent a short stint in rehab. None of it helped though. In a fit of frustration Renee had sent me to live in Forks Washington with my father, hoping that I would have a harder time finding a gamer in a small town with a small school.

Little did she know this was my very first day of class and I had already found my next conquest. Edward Cullen. The name sent a shiver down my back and I smiled slightly at the thrill of the hunt.

The bell rang, signaling time for Biology class. Reluctantly I tore my eyes from Edward and his gamer friends before picking my bag and waving a quick goodbye to Jessica. I pulled out my map, following it to the correct classroom where I gave my details to the teacher and took a seat three rows back.

I lay my hands flat on the table staring down at the dull black formica my mind wandering off to the moment in the cafeteria when I saw him. Edward Cullen. He was so delicious I could feel my want for him building as I recalled his stubbly unshaven face and greasy hair. I wanted to reach my fingers into the mess atop his head and pull as I nuzzled my face into his neck.

I heard the door to the room open and snickers from the rest of the class as the person who jogged in at the last minute stumbled over his own feet before coming to a stop in front of the classroom.

“Thank you for joining us Mr. Cullen. Please get to your seat so we can get started.” Mr. Banner grumbled in an annoyed tone. I looked up abruptly at the name and saw that Mr. Banner was indicating the empty seat beside me and I felt my heart begin to pound erratically.

Edward’s eyes lifted and locked with mine and I smiled hesitantly.

As he walked towards the lab table he had to pass in front of a large fan that Mr. Banner had placed in the window to blow in some of the fresh outside air. I bit down on my lip as his scent captured my attention. It was such an intoxicating mix of unshowered male and fried foods that I felt moisture begin to pool between my legs almost instantly.

I shifted in my chair wanting badly to leap across the table and wrap my legs around Edward. I could almost taste his sweaty skin on my lips and feel his scruff brushing roughly against my neck. I wanted him. More than I had ever wanted any gamer before. The thought of him on his sofa playing XBOX until the wee hours of the morning turned me on so intensely that I heard a soft whimper escape my lips.

Edward sat down beside me the metal legs of his chair making obnoxious scraping sounds on the dirty linoleum floor as he scooted closer to the table. I wrapped my fingers around the edge of my Biology book, my fingers digging into the table top. I licked my lips and glanced at him out of the corner of my eye.

He had his notebook open to a blank page and he was absently doodling, not paying attention to me at all. I wondered if I should lean over and ask him what he was drawing. Maybe brush my breast against his arm. I wanted him to notice me. I wanted him to see me and understand how badly I wanted to fuck him. He was a gamer and most likely still a virgin. Just the way I liked them. I wanted to show him things he had only dreamed of. I wanted him to play me like he played his games.

I opened my mouth to say something to him but I couldn’t. The words caught in my throat and I felt an intense pressure building between my legs. The only thing keeping me from jumping on him in the middle of the classroom and ripping his sloppy clothes from his body were the twenty odd students surrounding us.

I licked my lips and tried to compose myself. I saw that he was drawing a M16 A4 which was a very popular gun used in one of my favorite games Call of Duty. The realization that his game of choice was my personal favorite just added to the thrill of all things Edward Cullen. As pressure built inside of me, my mind drifted off elsewhere. I imagined I was a soldier amongst the trenches in Call of Duty. The twenty students in my classroom were the enemy, and Edward my target.

I held my weapon of choice tightly, a barrett 50 cal. I could almost feel the hot metal in my hands and I knew what needed to be done if I were to free myself and claim my prize. I screwed on a silencer and with the lightening speed of a highly trained sniper, I took out each and every one of them undetected. Covered in mud, I tossed my weapon to the ground and ran head first towards my target. I wrapped my arms around his neck, feeling his tight camouflage armor pressing into chest, and kissed him deeply, massaging his tongue with mine. Hitching my leg around him, I imagined feeling his member throb between my legs....

I was brought sharply back to reality by the class bell sounding loudly. I was so flustered I practically ran from the class room and out to the parking lot. I needed to get to my car…immediately. This was the one part of my sex addiction that I could do without. No matter where I was, or what I was doing I was unable to be this turned on and not do anything about it. Normally I would just find the first boy who would agree to get me off and drag him into a car or supply closer -whichever I found first – but this was different. I didn’t want to fuck anyone but Edward.

Reaching my car, a red Chevy pick up truck, I fumbled with my keys and hurriedly opened the door scooting inside. I turned the heater on and waited for the windows to steam up. When they did, I quickly unbuttoned my jeans and reached down inside, touching myself. I thought of Edward, his unshaven face, the grease in his unwashed hair and his long twitching fingers. I imagined those fingers touching me the way I was now; my breast in his mouth, his tongue licking my nipple which sent wave after wave of pleasure coursing through my body.

I felt myself reaching my peak and I imagined his hard cock inside of me as we fucked our aggressions away after a rather gruesome Team Deathmatch. I gasped as came hard my clit throbbing against my fingers. I slumped back against the seat and tried to regain composure. If this was my first day at school and I had already had to rush out to my car to get myself off I knew I had a long road ahead of me. I either needed to get a hold of my cravings or seduce Edward as quickly as possible.

I felt so dirty, and I loved it.


  1. ohh dirty Edward I like =)

  2. Glad I finally got to this masterpiece! on to chapter 2!