What Love Means
"Edward, this is Doctor Cullen he will be your new foster father" the social worker told the young boy.
The young blonde man held out his hand "Hi Edward, it's nice to meet you sport"
Edward glared at him new temporary father figure "First off my name is Edward. I don't appreciate being called endearing pet names like sport, kid, or son. I'm not a good sport, I'm not a child and I have no parents therefore I'm no one's son" he paused for emphasis "And most important NEVER call me Eddie" he seethed.
Twenty minutes later, Carlisle stopped his car in front of a huge white mansion. The door to the house opened, and out came a young woman with caramel colored hair. She opened Edward's door. "Welcome to the family Edward" she said "I'm Esme" she gave him a hug.
Carlisle saw Edward's face soften, but before he could question it, it was gone.
A young teenager, around Edward's age, but much bigger soon came out the house. He stood behind Esme. She moved out of the way and he stepped forward. "Hey Eddie" he said with a smile "I'm Emmett"
"Uh oh" was all Carlisle could think as Edward calmly unbuckled his seatbelt.
"My name is Edward, not Eddie" he growled and punched Emmett in the face.
That night Edward lay in bed and waited for a sound that was to never come again
Six months earlier a twelve year old Edward Masen laid in bed and waited for the unmistakable sound of the front door slamming. Two hours after he was sent to bed, he was rewarded with the noise he so desperately waited for. This was what he waited for every night. His parents would argue and then his father would storm out, usually going to a bar. It used to upset it; he used to pray that his father either stop yelling at his mom or leave. But that all changed six months ago, on his twelve birthday. After the cake was eaten, the presents open, and his guests were gone, his parents went into routine but this time after his father stormed out, his mother snuck into his room. She rubbed his back, whispering that everything would be okay. And that he needn’t worry, although he was a big boy now he had a lot to learn and that there was a lot that she could teach him. That was the night he lost his virginity, the night he became a man. His bedroom door creaked open, bringing Edward back to reality.
“Hi Eddie” Elizabeth greeted, lust shone clearly in her eyes. “how’s my big boy?” she asked with a wink and Edward knew she wasn’t talking to him but a certain part of his anatomy.
Edward shrugged not knowing what to say.
Elizabeth walked over to his bed and go in his covers. “Do you love your mommy?” she asked.
Edward nodded, she asked him this and the answer was always the same. He was a bit afraid to say no, partly because he knew he wouldn’t be rewarded and partly because he was afraid of her temper.
Elizabeth kissed his cheek “good because I love you too. You know that right?”
Edward nodded again, although his cool demeanor made it seem as though he was calm, he was dying on the inside. He was impatient for the fun to start.
Elizabeth snaked a hand inside his boxer, wrapping her hands around his six inch and still growing length.
“Wow you’re getting big” she teased “just yesterday you were the size of my pinkie.
Edward said nothing, he never did, it was all just a matter of time.
Smirking Elizabeth sat up and crawled down to the bottom of the bed, stopping just at Edward’s waist. She quickly pulled down his pants. “Soon one day I won’t be able to fit all of you into my mouth” she said before licking his tip. She swirled her tongue around him, before plunging his length into her hot mouth. She bobbed up and down and used vacuum like suction. It was around this time that Edward would acknowledge how right his mother was, she did have a lot to teach him, like manner, for instance. She taught him how to thank a woman for oral pleasure as well as what to say after sex.
“Come for mommy, Eddie” Elizabeth purred as she massaged his balls.
Edward tried to hold off, but it felt so good he couldn’t help but get relief.
Elizabeth licked her lips. “Umm” she moaned “you taste so good”
She climbed on top of him, his erect penis at her entrance “I love how you stand at attention no matter what” she praised.
She lowered herself unto him and hissed in pleasure once he was fully inside her. “You feel so good Eddie” she moaned.
She rocked on him while she played with her clit. Every night Edward would hope that he would finally get his turn on top but she never relented. It wasn’t until last night that she promised that he would get a turn. Tonight was the night he told himself all day but when the time came, which was now, he guessed she decided to go back on her word.
Elizabeth looked down to see why Edward wasn’t into their “special little time” and saw a faint frown on his face. “It’s your night to be on top huh?” she asked him.
He nodded.
“You have to kiss me first”
This was the part Edward always hated. She was his mom after all. What they were doing was sick enough, but sex was just that, you kissed the people that you’re attracted to.
Mentally groaned Edward sat up and lightly kissed his mother, he tried to pull away but she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him to her, deepening the kiss. Edward resisted the urge to vomit as her tongue swirled with his. He was rewarded for his pain and suffering when they rolled over and he was finally on top. He thrust into her and she moaned beneath him. For some reason the sound upset him and he thrust harder and faster but that only made her moan more. Suddenly this wasn’t fun anymore; he couldn’t wait for it to be over so he thrust harder and faster as his mother moaned more and more. He put a hand over her mouth as he rammed into her. Before long they both reached their peak. Elizabeth gave Edward a quick kiss.
“That was the best ever” she praised “you’re getting better” she got out of his bed and went into her room.
Edward rolled onto his back and waited for the worst part of night to come when his father came to visit him.
…
Despite the fact that she was his mother and what they were doing was considered incest, Edward actually enjoyed his night time play with Elizabeth. In fact he looked forward to it. Because compared to his father his mother was an angel. And if what Edward Masen Sr. treated him the same way he did his mother then Edward was glad that they both came to him. That way his mother could get the love that she craved and his father would beat him instead of her. That was just how much he loved his mother.
. . .
Unlike gentle Elizabeth, Edward Masen Sr. ripped the covers off of his son.
“Good boy” he praised and patted his son’s hair once he saw that Edward’s boxers were still down.
“Now remember the less you fight and the faster it will be over”
Edward held back tears as his father entered him from behind. It hurt like hell but over time he learned that if he showed any weakness his father would only hurt him more. After all, you hit someone so much and pretty soon they’ll catch on.
…
Edward shut his eyes and tried to block out the pain as he went back to the night it all started.
. . .
Usually his parents fought over money but this time they were fighting because Edward Masen Sr. wanted to have sex with his wife but she wanted their son. He thought that it was sick and wrong but she was stubborn and refused to relent. After awhile he got sick of arguing and stormed out. Soon after the door to Edward‘s room slowly opened.
“You up?” Elizabeth asked as she entered the room.
Edward nodded secretly hopping that she would leave soon, while his parents were busy fighting, he blocked them out by masturbating as he thought of the beautiful Bella Swan who lived two doors down he had just finished and had made quite the mess. She walked over to his bed and he prayed that she wouldn’t see what he did. All hope was lost when she got into bed with him.
“I’m sorry about you father and I” she apologized.
He nodded not trusting his voice.
Elizabeth put her hand on his stomach and rubbed small gentle circles. “I don’t want you to worry about it so just try to ignore it. You may be a big boy now but you still have a lot to learn. There’s a lot that I could teach you, if you would only let me”
Edward nodded as he starred at his mother’s boobs that he could see clearly despite her barely there nightgown. Instantly he was reminded of how Bella let him touch her boobs while they made out. Even though it was under the shirt but over the bra, it was still erotic to him. He couldn’t help but get hard thinking about it. He tried to tell himself that he was staring at his mother’s boobs but it was too late.
Elizabeth looked down at the prize she so desperately wanted. “What is that?” she asked Edward in a gentle teasing tone.
Edward covered his erection with his hands. “Nothing” he mumbled
“Edward Masen Jr. you show me that right now” Elizabeth demanded in a strict tone.
Edward groaned but pulled back his covers.
Elizabeth licked her lips “wow you’re big” she wrapped a hand around his length and squeezed.
Edward squirmed and moved away. Elizabeth glared at him. “Get up” she demanded.
“What?” Edward asked confused.
“Get up” she repeated. “You made a mess of yourself, you need a bath”
Edward held his head down as he walked into his bathroom.
“Bath, not a shower” Elizabeth told him as she striped his bed.
Ashamed of himself and a bit confused. Edward ran a bath; once it was done he took off his sticky boxers and got in. Less than two minutes later Elizabeth walked in wearing just a towel. Edward hurried to cover himself and she rolled her eyes. “Please it’s nothing I haven’t seen before. Don’t forget who changed your diaper” she told him
When Edward didn’t relax and sit back like she wanted him to, she bent down to his level and moved his hands herself. “Don’t hide Eddie, you’re beautiful” she wrapped a hand around his length and began to pump. Once again Edward squirmed away. Elizabeth glared at him, before getting his body wash and a rag. She quickly bathed him although she hadn’t done that since he was four. Uncomfortable, Edward stiffly sat there, too scared to do anything.
“Get up” she ordered when she was done.
Quickly Edward stood up. Elizabeth smirked as she took in the sight that was right before her eyes. Once again she wrapped a hand around him. This time she licked his tip. Once again Edward squirmed again. This time Elizabeth didn’t just glare, she stood up and slapped him. “I gave you life so in return you’re going to give me what I want, understand?”
Edward quickly nodded.
“Get out and get in bed, I’ll be there in a second”
Edward quickly walked out and went to his boxer drawer.
“You won’t need those” Elizabeth told him.
With his head down, Edward got into bed. Elizabeth followed after him. “Now don’t fight me or I’m going to have to tell your father what you did”
Edward nodded. Although losing his virginity to his mother would be horrible, it was nothing compared to what his father considered punishment.
. . .
But he couldn’t block it all out.
…
Edward listened to his father’s groaning and prayed that it would be over soon. He always felt degraded as his father pounded his tight hole. He accidentally let out a small whimper and his father struck him. The blow caused him to fall. “Get up junior” Edward Sr. growled.
“Please” Edward begged.
Edward sr. sighed before getting off his son and pulling up his pants. He never enjoyed this anyway, but he was always too drunk to care and besides he needed a relief and since his wife wasn’t giving it to him, he went for the boy. Edward Sr. shook his head, he wasn’t any better than that vile bitch. He walked out silently telling his boy that he was sorry and that he’ll make it all better
Edward curled up into a ball as he listened to his father rape his mother and tried to block it out as he thought of Bella, the light in his dark depressing life