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Guarding Emma Watson Pt. 01

By: Clubsoda79



Authors Note: My first contribution to this site. So keep that in mind please. Secondly, I'm not a native English speaking person. So keep that in mind as well please. Other than that, feel free to comment, criticize, praise, and send me cookies, anything! And yes, that includes hints about improving my written English. And vote please.

I hope you like this story. It's not short, it's not a quick fix, so if you're looking for that, feel free to skip this one. Yes, I like slow build up and many details.

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Part I - Introductions & Positions

So far this had been a day from hell. No scratch that, a week from hell. Hectic, badly planned, too stressful, badly timed and to top it all off, we were in London. The home of the beautiful, charismatic, intelligent Emma Watson. At least it was where she studied. I'm not sure if she was still able to call any place home really. But today really did take the cake. But perhaps I should clarify who I am. I'm Pete, Emma's personal bodyguard for close to four years now. Everybody calls me Pete, I insist on it even. I rather not have my last name known to too many people, lest my family gets bothered or something.

Today had really been the icing on the cake of hell. It had started this morning with Emma's publicist rushing just before 7am while I was sipping on a cup of coffee. She almost got by me, almost. I must be slacking or perhaps the last couple of days were getting to me as well. Anyway, I was able to stop Luke from barging into Emma's bedroom in the suite where she was staying. Nobody knew, but I had snuck Emma's current boyfriend in last night. Emma hadn't seen him since arriving in London and I figured I could do at least that for her. But Emma had asked me with her doe coloured eyes to make absolutely sure nobody knew Will was with her. Apparently Luke and she had had a bit of a disagreement on whether Will and Emma should still be seen together. Since I tend to disregard anybody's wishes but the person I'm guarding, I did just that. So I stopped Luke. He wasn't too happy about it though. Apparently he had added another Q&A to Emma's already packed itinerary. This one was to take place during breakfast between 7.30 and 8.30. I looked at Luke while thinking about what repercussions there would be if I just threw him out of the suite. What kind of a masochist books a Q&A during breakfast? After a staring contest that lasted all but 30 seconds, Luke threw up his hands in disgust and left.

"Just make sure she's in the lobby by 7.25am!" Luke shouted while slamming the door behind him.

Less than ten seconds later Emma's door opened and she poked her head through.

"Is he gone?"

I nodded.

"Thanks Pete, I owe you, again."

"It's my job Emma, just try to make the appointment will you?"

"Yeah, once Will leaves," Emma answered with a sigh.

I detected some friction in those few words. Apparently the reunion last night didn't exactly go as hoped. Something I had deduced last night by the absence of moans and cries of passion. I figured Emma had been too tired, but apparently something else was playing. I turned back towards my seat and coffee as I heard Will's voice rising behind the door.

"Again?! I come all the way over here and you don't even put out? Not even a blowjob? Come on Emma, please? Just a quick one? You know how fast I can be!"

I didn't hear Emma's response but shook my head anyway. I didn't get that little punk. He was dating a gorgeous girl, pretty eyes, smart, no intelligent even, an adorable laugh when it was genuine and, I'll admit to having sneaked a peak once or twice, an insanely firm and well-shaped butt. This is funny, since in all the paparazzi pictures I've seen so far, not one of them has done her ass any favours.

"Come on Em, please? Look, I'll go wash up real quick, just give me a quick one and then I'll be on my way! Don't leave me hanging like this!"

His tone of voice made me cringe. It was like a three-year-old not getting his wishes.

The door to Emma's bedroom opened and Emma strode out. She was dressed, or should I say undressed, in nothing but a sheer pink negligee from Victoria's Secret combined with a matching pair of panties. I had to swallow at her sight and focused on my coffee. Luke started banging on the suite's door and shouting about the Q&A. From in the bedroom Will was still pleading for Emma to return and I saw Emma's gradually loose it. I saw or almost felt Emma's resolve slowly rumbling. And then I noticed Will standing in the door to the bedroom, his cell phone in hand, holding it so that he could take pictures of Emma. I raised an eyebrow and coughed. Will ignored me but Emma saw me watching him and turned her head.

"What are you doing?!"

"Just snapping some pictures to take along. If you don't put out, I'll have to make due with these."

"Stop it Will, you know I asked you to never ever use your camera when we're alone."

"We're not alone now are we Emma? He's here," Will sneered and made a gesture in my general direction.

Luke continued pounding on the door and shouting for Emma to hurry up. Apparently he wasn't able to hear what was being said inside. But his pounding and shouting were having an effect on Emma.

"Will, stop taking pictures of me!" Emma's voiced started to rise in pitch and I knew what was coming. Normally Emma was the perfect picture of a woman in control of her emotions. But when she reached her limit, she could erupt in a fury. And the signs were there, the fury was coming.

"Make me, you little cock tease," Will laughed and took some more pictures.

I saw Emma snap. She turned around and bent over, accidentally giving Will a very nice shot of her ass, and grabbed my coffeepot. Being quite athletic, Emma's turn and throw were almost graceful. The coffeepot flew towards Will and hit him square in the chest.

"What the... You bitch! Look at my shirt!"

"We're through Will, I don't want to see you anymore. Get out!"

Emma turned to pick up my plate which still had some leftovers from my breakfast on it. She did have the reflex of tapping the crumbs and leftovers on the tray before hurling the plate towards Will once more. Again she had given him a nice view of her ass. Another picture taken.

"You've gone mental!" Will squeaked as the plate hit him. He lowered his phone and stepped back into the bedroom closing the door. Emma turned and started to pick up the next best thing to throw at the now closed bedroom door. That's when I decided to step in.

"Miss Watson, stop that."

Perhaps I should mention something else about me. I had enjoyed an education as a teacher. I had passed without much problems, except for one minor remark. Apparently when I get annoyed and the kids don't listen, I was able to change my voice. Alter the timbre and make whatever I say, come out so commanding that it scared the kids. It helped to keep order, but I had received a few remarks on it to try and not use that particular voice. I did now.

Emma's reaction was not exactly what I expected. I had figured I had broken some boundary between bodyguard and client and would receive my share of the fury. But not, it seemed my forceful voice deflated her completely. She lowered the cup she had taken to the tray and turned towards me.

"Yes sir," she said almost meekly. Her stance changed almost instantly from bold, brave and furious to demure, head lowered, shoulders slumping. It was as if all the stress and lack of sleep had seeped into her all at once.

"Stand up straight Miss Watson, look up and square those shoulders!" I inadvertently continued using my Voice.

Emma almost jumped to attention. This was strangely arousing as her movements made her breasts bounce ever so slightly, letting her nipples rub against her pink negligee. The effect was instant. Her nipples became hard and poked through the delicate fabric of her nighty.

I had to swallow again and felt my dick becoming hard. Something Emma noticed apparently as she widened her eyes just slightly as she was looking at me. She lowered her eyes immediately once she saw I had noticed her gaze upon my crotch.

"Miss Watson, kindly go into your bedroom and get ready for the Q&A. I will handle Will, ignore him for now."

"But the pictures and the mess I made..." Emma started saying in a shy, almost demure voice. Apparently the timbre of my voice still had an effect on her. She moved to pick up the broken pieces of china scattered around the room. As she bent over I couldn't help but noticed that she did in fact have a really nice ass. But what really got my attention was the darker patch of fabric covering her mound. I don't remember her panties having a darker patch when she stormed out of the room. Was she wet? Did she somehow get aroused in the last couple of minutes? Did she get horny enough for her wetness to permeate her panties in such a way?

"I will handle it, Miss Watson. Now start moving." The last few words sounded almost as a command.

Emma got up in such a way that she first straightened her legs while still bent over at the waist. Accentuating her very nicely toned legs which went up, culminating in a firm pair of buttocks. She had to do this on purpose. As she straightened completely she looked over her shoulder and almost timidly she batted her eyelashes.

"Yes sir, I'll do that now." Perhaps I was mistaken but did I detect a note of pleasure in her words?

As she entered her bedroom, Will left. His shirt still loose, as he was handling his phone. I moved to intercept him on his way out and blocked his way halfway to the door. We were standing less than a foot away from the wall.

"Move you bugger, I got place to be." Will tried to shove me aside. Something that didn't work, with me being 6'4" and quite clearly better trained than him.

"Give me the phone." I almost whispered.

"What? No, go away," Will tried to move past me but I moved to block his path once more.

"Give me the phone, now." I emphasized the last word, clearly indicating a final request.

"Get away you idiot, do you have any idea what these pictures are worth? I'm not giving you my phone!"

His words confirmed what I had feared earlier and made what I was about to do a little less awkward for me. I grabbed him by the neck, just below his jawline and forced him to the wall. As he hit the wall behind him, I added a bit of pressure to his neck, just enough to make it really disturbing for him.

"What... HEY, that's my phone!" Will tried to shout as I grabbed his phone. I squeezed just a bit harder and he stopped talking altogether, apparently just now understanding this particular part of my job.

As I opened the folder with his pictures take I noticed in a glance that apart from the dozen or so pictures taken today, there were some hundreds of them in there with girls in various states of undress. Clearly pictures he had taken himself. I went through Emma's pictures, noticing again that at that point her panties were clearly not darker around the crotch, and deleted them. Once I had seen Emma's pictures, I deleted the rest of the pictures as well and just to be complete, I completely reset his phone to factory settings, effectively clearing his phone's entire memory.

"Will, here's how it's going to be." I looked up into his eyes and tried to convey a deadly seriousness with my own eyes and voice.

"I have seen the pictures you just took. I have deleted the pictures you just took. But in the off chance you know about cloud storage and such, let me give you this warning. If I ever see any of these pictures anywhere. Be it online, be it in a magazine, be it in the news, anywhere... I will find you. And you will wish you had never even bought the phone in the first place. Do I make myself clear?"

"You're insane!"

I just looked into his eyes.

"All right, whatever man. Just let me go."

I released him and mentioned for him to wait. I opened the door to the hallway and checked if it was clear before shoving Will out and closing the door behind him.

A few minutes later Emma emerged from her bedroom. She looked beautiful as ever. Adorned by just a slight touch of make-up and a smile that covered both her lips and her eyes, she looked radiant. She wore an almost prissy, blue pleated skirt that covered her knees and a white cotton blouse and a scarf. Her legs were covered by dark stockings that accentuated her shapely calves.

"You look very nice Emma." I complimented her. "If you leave now you'll have plenty of time to make your Q&A."

"Back to 'Emma', are we?" Emma asked with a twinkle in her eyes.

"I'm not sure I understand Emma," I replied, trying to ignore her innuendo. "Would you like me to accompany you downstairs?"

Emma chuckled, a delightful sound.

"You will follow me anyway, won't you? And we will talk later about this more commanding part of you." The last part she added with a note of certainty that I hadn't heard in a long time.

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The Q&A was rather uneventful except for a small interaction I had with Luke. He tried to convince me that I needed to back off and let him do his job. But I looked him straight in the eyes until he blinked and then I made my point stick.

"Look Luke, I like you. So far you've been a pretty good and decent publicist. I would almost say you're a decent guy. But let's make one thing clear. You look after Emma's publicity. I look after Emma. I will cancel any and all appointments if I deem it necessary for her well-being. And unless she decides otherwise, I still have that authority as stated in the contract I have with her. That is my job and prerogative."

Nothing more needed to be said. I understood why he was doing what he was doing. The last Harry Potter movie would come out soon and he wanted to squeeze every last bit of fame out of it. All in all he was doing a pretty good job to maintain Emma's high profile and he was probably responsible for most of the commercial deals Emma had gotten. But still, there were limits. And Emma had hired me to guard not only her, but those limits as well.

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That evening a tired Emma retired to her suite after attending no less than four different social gatherings after dinner. We hadn't stayed longer than half an hour at each, but still it had taken almost three hours, taking into account introductions and moving around. Luckily Luke did plan for all four of the events to take place within the hotel. As we entered the suite, Emma took off her shoes almost immediately and sat down on the couch and looked at me.

"Pete, would you mind rubbing my feet please?"

It was an almost daily ritual. I had received a little bit of training in massage techniques and didn't mind one bit to do this for her. Especially as it seemed to relax her immensely and made her open up to me. I'm pretty sure these foot massages where the main reason she trusted me completely. Unless I'm sorely mistaken, the only times I got to meet the real Emma Watson were during and after these rubs. The ritual had expanded with me introducing her to an almost daily End-Of-The-Day rum and coke to release even more stress.

As I poured our drinks and moved towards the couch, Emma had busied herself with taking of her stockings. Something I never tired of watching through the corner of my eyes. Perhaps it was accidental or perhaps not, but today, for the first time ever, she took them of, sitting in such a manner that I had an absolutely perfect view between her legs at a pair of red lace knickers.

I placed our drinks within arm's reach and sat down on the other end of the couch. Emma took a long swig from her rum and coke, moaned appreciatively and moved her feet into my lap. I took a drink as well and started rubbing her feet. Knowing by now that I had to let her start any conversation, since this was something I did for her and her stress relieving.

"So about this 'Miss Watson' stuff," Emma started while looking towards me.

"What about it, Emma?" I almost emphasized her name.

"Where did it come from? And why didn't I get to see that part of you sooner?"

"I didn't think it optional given the fact you are my employer and I'm your employee."

"So, if I were to fire you, I could ask you to use that tone more often towards me?" Emma said with a twinkle in her eyes.

"You're free to fire me, Emma. But I'm not entirely sure what you're saying though."

"Come on, Pete. You've known me for close to four years now. You've seen me at my worst. I clearly remember that time I got food poisoning and you were there for me, holding by my hair while I puked my guts out. And I'm pretty sure you've heard me on multiple occasions while I had some fun with Will in the bedroom. Clearly you can figure it out?"

I refused to acknowledge what she was implying. Somewhere in the back of my mind a little voice was sighing and explaining it in a clear manner though. She wants me to be more dominant, especially towards her. But still I didn't accept it. I wanted her to say it.

"Pretend I don't and explain it to me Emma, I don't want there to be any misunderstandings between us. Otherwise I can't keep doing my job on a satisfactory level."

Emma moved her legs ever so slightly. Her skirt rose just a bit as she parted her knees while keeping feet on my lap. As a result she had to move the top half of her body somewhat closer to me and ended in a reclined position. She put the tip of her left index finger in her mouth and sighed.

"I want you to be more commanding Pete. That voice... it was exhilarating. Not even Will has ever been able to hit that tone just right. And you know I have tried to make him understand."

I knew what she was talking about. Last time we were in London she and Will had had a smaller row about Emma's wished for Will to be a bit more dominant towards her. Take decisions and making it clear what he wanted Emma to do. Apparently the nitwit didn't really understand what she meant. I, however, did.

"How far do you want to take this?" I asked as I looked into her eyes, clearly ignoring the parting of her legs.

Emma raised herself onto her elbows and looked back at me, a fire smouldering in her eyes I had never seen before.

"Anywhere Pete, anywhere. Apparently you have forgotten about the fact that I have lived a pretty protected life so far. I want some excitement and I have never gotten as horny as fast as I did, as when you commanded me earlier." She moved backwards, removing her feet from my lap and sitting up straighter on the couch. She opened her legs even more and lifted her skirt. Her red panties came into view and I noticed once more there was a clearly wet spot covering her pussy. Around the wet spot I could clearly distinguish her pussy lips and further upwards I saw through the lacework that she had shaven completely, or at least the part that was visible now.

"Just thinking about it makes me so wet again, Sir" Emma stressed the last word, clearly indicating her wishes to change hierarchical positions.

My dick had started to react when she lifted her skirt, but her last words made me rock hard within seconds.

I moved my hands upwards on her legs and stroked the inside of her thighs. As I got closer to her panties she inhaled sharply between her teeth and closed her eyes.

"We will need decent agreements and rules concerning this, Miss Watson," I switched to my Voice.

"Yes we do, Sir"

"For now, we shall agree on this, if I tell you to do something that is beyond your personal boundaries, the only thing you need to do is forcefully shake your head. Is that clear Miss Watson?"

"Crystal clear Sir," Emma Watson replied while still keeping her eyes closed. She let her head rest on the armrest of the couch as she lowered herself once more. As she did she moved her wet crotch in the direction of my hands. I slapped the inside of her right thigh with my right hand, hard and fast, leaving an impression. She yelped and opened her eyes and looked at me. I waited just long enough for her to have a shot at shaking her head but she just looked into my eyes.


Guarding Emma Watson Pt. 01



"I decide what I tough Miss Watson and I decide how you move. Now lay still."

She nodded and laid her head back on the armrest. I let my hands roam her inner thighs, being just slightly gentle with the area that was coloured with the shape of my hand and fingers. As I traced the edges of her panties she opened her legs even more. This caused the fabric to stretch, outlining her pussy lips even more and at the junction of her clearly engorged pussy lips a slight nub was visible through the red fabric.

"Close your legs Miss Watson," I commanded as I moved to sit in the edge of the couch and removed my hands from her legs. She did as I had ordered and I unzipped her skirt, laying it open. Once this was done I placed my hands on the outside of her knees and moved them upwards. I let my thumbs roam on the inside of her thighs but moved them in such a way I didn't touch per pussy or clitoris directly. As I arrived at the top of her panties with my hands, I hooked two fingers around each side and slid them off. Her pussy mound came into view and as I suspected earlier, she was completely shaven. Smooth, no stubble and looking as soft as anything. As I lowered her panties further I slowed my speed. Her breathing sped up as I pulled the wet fabric away from her clit and pussy lips. I noticed more than one strand of moistness clinging to her panties as I removed them. I had to stop myself from diving in between her legs there and then. Her aroma started filling the room. It was a combination of musk and sweat, but all in all it was completely Emma Watson.

I removed her panties completely and placed her panties on the table. As I turned back towards her I noticed she was looking at me.

"Masturbate for me Miss Watson," I commanded. "Make yourself cum."

Emma moaned as I gave her the command, she slowly opened her legs and for the first time I saw her pussy completely. Her outer lips shone with moisture. They were clearly swollen and engulfed her inner lips completely. Only at the top a small red nub peaked out from between the pink succulent outer lips. Emma continued to open up her legs and slowly her outer labia started to part. The wetness that her arousal had created made them stick together. Once they did part, a string of sticky nectar connected both lips and made my mouth water. Emma moved her right hand down towards her pussy and caressed her inner thigh going downwards. As she moved back up she traced her outer lips with a single finger. As she touched the juices that connected both lips she scooped them up and brought them to her mouth. As she sucked of her finger moaning appreciatively she moved her other hand to her pussy and using two fingers in a V-shape, she pinched her outer lips together, her engorged clit sticking out between them.

"Enjoying yourself, Miss Watson?" I asked.

She didn't answer so I raised my eyebrows and cocked my head while looking into her eyes.

"I asked you a question, Miss Watson."

"I'm sorry sir, I am absolutely loving it." Emma responded with her now clean index finger still in her mouth. She tried looking demure with her eyes cast downwards, but the fact that her other hand was busy caressing her soaking wet pussy denied her innocence. "Can I continue sir?"

"Go on, make yourself cum."

She did just that. I sat back and enjoyed the show she put on. She moved both her hands to her pussy, spreading her outer lips with her fingers displaying her inner labia to me. They were the pinkest I had ever seen. As Emma spread them even wider they opened up to me like the petals of a flower. In the centre I saw the entrance of what I could only assume was heaven. A drop of pearly liquid seeped out as she moved her thumb over her clit. She started rubbing her nub with more fervour and her breathing became faster. I noticed her closing her eyes and opening her mouth ever so slightly showing her white teeth. As she kept on rubbing her clit with her right hand, she moved her other hand around her left leg and started probing her pussy entrance with her fingers. I actually heard the sopping sound of her fingers entering her wet hole. As she removed her fingers, what seemed like a stream of pussy fluids made its way down towards her puckered rosebud. My eyes went wide as I saw her caress her dark brown backdoor hole. Her breathing became frantic and her hips started bucking. And just as I was sure her orgasm would overtake her, she plunged two fingers back into her pussy, screaming out in pleasure.

As she came down from her height, she looked at me. Her body language showed clearly that any remaining stress from the day had evaporated. She brought her fingers to her mouth and sucked them clean, all the while looking at me.

"Had enough Miss Watson?" I asked.

"Unless you object Sir, I could go for a snack." Emma looked down at my crotch as she said that.

"Very well Miss Watson, you may undress me."

As she sat up, I stood in front of her. Her eyes were level with my rock hard cock. It was straining against my pants and I was eager for her to release it from its confines.

She started tracing her fingertips over my legs, starting at the knees and going upwards. I got goosebumps from her first ever touching me in this manner. As she reached my belt she expertly undid it, clear evidence she had done this before. She unzipped me and let my pants drop. My cock made quite a tent in my boxers and she moved her head forwards and planted a kiss on it. I shivered in anticipation of feeling this world star putting her lips around my cock, licking the head and slobbering her saliva all over my balls.

I stepped out of my pants and took hold of her chin, raising her eyes to meet my own.

"Now then Miss Watson, what can I expect from you? Exactly how kinky will you become?"

"Well sir, as long as you are giving me orders, I will obey as best as I can."

"Are you really that kinky, Emma?" I asked, using my regular voice. Just to make sure I fully understood what she was saying.

"Pete, you have no idea. Now continue, I'm so fucking horny. I want to suck your cock, fondle your balls and give you the best blowjob you ever had."

I smiled and released her chin.

"Impress me, Miss Watson!" I ordered, switching to my Voice once again.

She nodded and went to work. She slowly lowered my boxers and as soon as possible grabbed my cock. I thought I felt awesome before, but as she wrapped her fingers around my shaft, I felt like I would cum right there. She lowered my boxers to the ground with her other hand and I stepped out of them. She looked at my cock with hungry eyes. She moved it around a bit as if to look at it from all angles. Finally she pushed it upwards so my balls were hanging in front of her mouth. She pressed her lips to them as if giving a modest kiss. Emma followed up on the kiss with a small but very wet lick to my ball sack. And next she traced the underside of my cock with her tongue while she started gently fondling my balls with one hand, stroking me with the other. As she reached my frenulum with her tongue she opened her lips and started lowering my cock without taking her tongue from it. I will never forget this sight. Emma Watson on her knees before me, looking up at me with cock hungry eyes, mouth wide open, tongue hanging out and my rock hard rod resting on top of that tongue. And she looked at me apparently waiting for something. She removed her hands from my balls and cock and grabbed my own hands. She brought them to the back of her own head and placed her own hands over mine as I grabbed her head. My fingers curled into her auburn hair as she gestured for me to use my own hands to choose the pace.

I gently pulled her head over my cock. As my tip crossed her lips she licked all around it, slobbering spit all over it. I groaned and she smiled. She moved her head forward and my cock disappeared into her mouth. I figured she would stop soon but I was mistaken. Apparently she really wanted to impress me and shortly after that I felt the tip of my cock pushing against her throat. She looked up to me and winked as she opened her throat to me and impaled her mouth and throat upon my throbbing member. I felt her nose hit my pubes and then I felt like my legs would fail me. Her tongue sneaked out of her mouth and started licking the underside of my cock and balls. She moaned, the vibration only augmenting the feeling. As she moved back she sucked as hard as she could, all the while her tongue was all over my cock. She released me with a small popping sound and looked at me.

"How was that Sir?" Emma asked, trying to sound innocent.

"Consider me impressed Miss Watson. I expect you to swallow my load which will arrive pretty soon."

Emma giggled and opened her lips once more. She started to lick all over my tip applying copious amounts of saliva. And then she lowered her mouth over my cock completely in one go her tongue sliding over the underside of my rock hard member while she was going down. This marked the start of a bobbing session that combined enthusiasm, wet full lips, a never-tiring tongue and lots and lots of moaning. I'm pretty sure this continued for at most two or three minutes. I felt my arousal rising and my balls tightening. Emma must have felt it too as she lowered her tempo just a bit, but instead started using her hands. Her right one grabbed the base of my cock which was slick with her own spit and she started rotating her hand while going up and down just a bit. Her other hand started caressing my balls while sneaking a finger towards my asshole. This in combination with her mouth still bobbing up and down my cock made for the creation of an awesome orgasm.

My cock became bigger, I inhaled sharply and my balls tightened to my body. Emma moaned and sped up her attack just a bit. Right before I felt my cum exploding from my tip I felt her moving her index finger over my asshole. That did it for me. A torrent of cum had built up at the base of my cock, the pressure of it had continually been built up, awaiting release. With a loud groan I came and a spurt of cum exploded from my cock into Emma Watson's mouth. She continued caressing my balls and stroking my cock while she received the stream of cum she had been searching for. I felt a small gust of cooler wind on my cock and looked down. She had her mouth open, letting my mushroom tip resting on her tongue. I saw my cum pooling inside her mouth threatening to overflow. As she noticed me looking down she closed her mouth over my cock once more and swallowed. I could hardly believe my eyes. Emma Watson had just swallowed my load and I still had my cock in her mouth and she was still pumping me, as if she really wanted every last drop of cum. A few more, smaller jets erupted into her mouth and with every jet or drop of cum that filled her mouth she moaned.

As soon as my sensitivity reached uncomfortable heights I gently pushed her away and she reluctantly let go of my now rapidly shrinking cock.

"Hmm Sir, that was yummy!"

"Yes it was Miss Watson, now let's go clean up and come back here for a drink."

She leaned in a kissed my now limp cock once more before standing up and walking towards the bathroom. I followed her and once inside Emma Watson brushed her teeth and I cleaned my cock, balls and perineum, which all had be coated in her saliva. Emma giggled more than once at the sight of me cleaning up my tender and sensitive cock. Every time she did, I looked back at her and grinned myself. Not a work was spoken before we sat back on the couch; her covered by a blanked still only wearing her blouse and bra. I however had put on my boxers and pants once more, just in case somebody knocked at the door.

"I'm not really sure how to continue from here Emma," I started, dropping my voice and once again moving into the position of employee. "If you want my resignation, I'll make sure to have it by tomorrow morning."

"Don't worry Pete, I absolutely loved this." Emma dismissed my uncertainty and took a big sip from her rum and coke. "You see, I have missed something like this in my life for quite some time and It will be a cold day in hell before I accept your resignation."

"I'm not sure what you mean Emma."

Emma looked me straight into the eyes and I noticed a fire in there similar as to the one I saw earlier before she erupted.

"What I want is this Pete; I want you to command me whenever you feel like it. I want you to use me, I want to be your slave, I want to do whatever you want me to do. On two conditions."

"Which are?" I asked as I started seeing possibilities.

"We never ever do anything that can endanger my image to the general public. That includes my publicist, manager, friends and anyone else. Unless we discuss it first. And the discussion will be had using 'Emma' and not 'Miss Watson'. Clear?"

"Crystal clear Emma," I replied even though this condition was a given for me. "What is the second condition?"

"We both get tested for any diseases, I hate condoms and I really want your dick inside my pussy as soon as possible."



Guarding Emma Watson Pt. 02



Authors Note: So, we're back with the second part of this story. Which also happens to be my second admission to the site. Again, I would like to ask you to keep in mind I'm not native English speaking, but please don't let that stop you from making suggestions, comments, anything so I can improve my English. And please, vote! 

I realized while writing this part, that I have made an irritating mistake regarding timing... Emma didn't stop dating 'Will' until 2013, while the last instalment of Harry Potter came out in 2011... Sorry 'bout that. I'm just going to gloss over this error, as I'm sure not many of you are that intimately aware of Emma's dating history ;-) 

This is, as was the previous part, which I would suggest you read first, a slow story. If you're looking for a quick fix, you'll be disappointed. If you want a story that has erotic & sexual encounters in it, I hope you won't be disappointed though. 

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Part II - Safe word & Public appearances 

I woke up and my mind went over the events of yesterday. How Emma Watson had broken up with her boyfriend, how I had learned she got horny as hell when I used my commanding Voice on her and how she had swallowed my cum after she had masturbated for me. There was something I needed to take care of as soon as possible though. She had ordered me to get tested for any diseases, she apparently hated condoms. 

I chuckled as I got up. Sometimes being in London did really have benefits. I figured I could go to a hospital, get my tests done and still have more than enough time to do some shopping before I needed to be back at the hotel around five. Upon discussing my contract with Emma when I became her personal bodyguard, I had insisted that I got a day off every two weeks, unless we were in some strange country and Emma personally asked me to stock up on the off-days. London was not a 'strange country' and today was my day off. Emma had however asked me to join her for dinner tonight with the rest of the Harry Potter cast and some of the crew. I hoped to be back before we had to leave and get some time to talk about some things with Emma. We still had to talk about a safe word and I wanted her opinion on some other things. 

I ordered up some coffee and got into the shower. As I was buttoning up my shirt after my shower a knock on the door announced the arrival of my coffee. As usual I had ordered enough for two, since Emma usually joined me for a morning cup of coffee. I wasn't sure she would today though, given what she had done yesterday. Apparently I was mistaken. As soon as the delivery boy closed the door on his way out, I heard Emma's bedroom door open behind me. Turning around I got treated to my daily morning dose of Emma beauty. Her hair was still ruffled from sleeping and she yawned while stretching. Her regular night attire consisted of a miniscule pair of white cotton panties and a long sleeved sports jersey. I think it was some rugby team. As she stretched her arms upwards however, the jersey crept upwards revealing her toned upper legs and just hinting at the point where her legs joined in her shaven pussy. 

"Morning Pete," Emma smiled. 

"Hey Em, sleep well I trust?" 

"Yeah, thanks to you," she winked as she made an allusion on last evenings events. 

I chuckled as I poured the coffee. Out of the corner of my eye I watched Emma stroll towards the table and sit down on the other end of the three person couch. As I finished pouring the coffee, she bent over to grab her cup. I couldn't help but notice that for the first time, she didn't even try to cover the down blouse view I got of her perky breasts. I let my eyes linger for just a second before smiling. 

"You should take care of what you show there, Emma" I said as I sat down with my own coffee. I smiled as I said it though, to show I was jesting. 

"Why? It's not like you haven't seen them before." Emma replied with a hint of defiance. 

"Actually I haven't. You didn't take of your shirt yesterday, remember?" 

She pondered on that for a second before answering. 

"I didn't, did I? Perhaps I should remedy that." 

She didn't move to do anything else just now, so I let it rest. We drank our coffee in silence for the next minute or so. 

"It's your day off, isn't it? What are you up to if I may ask?" 

"I was planning on going to a clinic to get some tests done. And afterwards I wanted to do some shopping." I replied and put down my now empty cup. "Speaking of which, we still have a few things to discuss about last night." 

"Ah, yes." Emma replied, sitting up and becoming more interested. "What did you want to talk about?" 

"First of all, we still need to set up a safe word." 

Emma frowned just a bit. 

"I will think about it, is it ok if I have one by tonight?" 

"Sure. Secondly, I would like to know how you feel about toys." 

"Toys?" Emma asked as she raised her eyebrows. 

"Yes, toys. You know, things like vibrators, ben wa balls, those kind of toys." 

As soon as I mentioned the word 'vibrators', I noticed she sat up straight and her nipples became hard. They poked through her jersey and did their best to distract me. 

"Well, I already have a little dolphin to keep me company, but I wouldn't mind other toys. Which do you have in mind?" 

"I'll let you know when we're going to use them." 

"Come on Pete, don't be like that!" 

I looked at her and tried to decide if she wanted to play a bit or not. I decided to take the chance and change the hierarchy. 

"Miss Watson," I started, changing to my Voice. "I'll decide what I'll tell you and when I'll tell you." 

"Yes sir," Emma replied meekly, instantly following my lead. 

"Now then Miss Watson, please be so kind as to show me your dolphin." 

"Yes sir," and with that Emma stood up and walked to her bedroom. 

I must admit I was really beginning to like this setup. As long as we were using first names, it was clear that Emma was my boss and I her employee. However, as soon as I started using the 'Miss Watson' and she replied by using 'sir', things changed. I was in control. I ordered, she obeyed. 

Emma returned from her bedroom carrying a little black box. She came to me and kneeled before me, knees together and back straight. I accepted the box and opened it. The inside was laced with red velvet and in the middle there was a silver dolphin. I immediately noticed that at the bottom there was a little button and a covered micro-usb outlet. I took it out and pressed the button. I found out it had four settings. Three separate settings that made it vibrate continually on different intensities and a fourth that gave short bursts of intense vibrations. 

"Which setting do you prefer Miss Watson?" 

"I like to start out on the softest and work my way up to the third. I rarely use the burst setting as I almost always jump every time it bursts." Emma replied immediately, apparently happy to talk about it." 

I put the dolphin back and closed the lid, putting the box on the table. 

"Are you horny now Miss Watson?" I asked as I looked into her eyes. The state of her nipples made me suspect she was, but I wanted to hear her say it. 

"Quite so, sir." 

"What would you like to do about it Miss Watson?" 

Emma looked at my eyes, dropped hers to my crotch and returned to look up. 

"I would really like to get your cock in my pussy sir. But since we haven't been tested yet, I'll have to settle for my fingers once I'm in the shower." 

"I forbid you to cum Miss Watson, not until tonight." I stood up and walked towards the door. "Tonight we will discuss this again and perhaps then I'll change my mind." 

With that, I walked out. I had to take a few deep breaths once I was in the corridor to quell my own desire. I chuckled though, since I was quite sure nobody had forbidden her anything in quite some time. 

As I went downstairs I used my phone to find a classy sex shop in the neighbourhood. I found several and by the time I was in the lobby I had decided on two of them I would visit. I asked the receptionist for instructions on how to get to a clinic and she gave me some directions. 

Less than two hours later, I stood outside of the clinic. Having had my blood drawn and filling out some questionnaires about previous sexual encounters I was quite surprised at the fact that it all went so smoothly. Apparently having a decent healthcare system does have benefits. Normally getting the results would take several days, but I had been able to pay extra to have them later today. They would be sent to my email. 

I hailed a cab and instructed it to drive me to the first sex shop I wanted to visit. The driver recognized the address and winked at me. I chuckled and shrugged. As we arrived he asked if I wanted him to wait. I said I couldn't really say in advance how long I would be, but he said he wouldn't mind waiting. 

Once inside I was quite disappointed. What had seemed like a classy shop online, was little more than a sleazy disgusting place. I left immediately and entered the cab once more. 

"I didn't want to overstep sir, but I have had other customers ask for this address only to come out less than a minute after entering." The cab driver spoke as I sat down. 

"Got any suggestions?" I asked. 

"I do actually, several. But the questions is how expensive do you want your gifts to be?" 

Perhaps I should mention something here once again. Some of you may already know this, but being a personal bodyguard is quite lucrative. Depending on the contract and the type of guarding that needs to be done, the salary for a personal bodyguard can go quite high. In the last four years as Emma's personal bodyguard I had made quite a bit of money. The fact that I didn't have to pay for boarding nor food did help off course. 

"I'd like them to be really classy, funny and of the highest quality." I replied. 

"I know just the place!" And with that the driver took off, depositing me in front a shop painted in black. The window was filled with dolls wearing lingerie, but you had to look rather closely to notice the not so common items. I thanked him and asked if he was willing to wait once more. I gave him a hundred pounds for his efforts and he thanked me stating he would wait for at most three hours. I asked for his name, and with a smile he gave it to me, Andrew. 

As I walked into the store I was pleasantly surprised. It was clean, smelled nice and had space to browse the wares. The, incredibly beautiful I must add, lady behind the counter smiled and welcomed me. I looked around for a few minutes before approaching the sales lady. 

"Hi, my name is Linda, how can I help you?" 

"Hey Linda, I'm Pete. I'm looking for some toys. I was hoping you could help me with that?" 

"Sure, what kind of toys are you interested in?" 

"I would like something that my friend could wear in public, without anyone noticing. If at all possible with a remote controlled vibration in it. Also, something that she could use to stimulate her, ehm, behind?" 

She smiled and asked me to follow her. In the next hour she showed me an extensive selection of toys. Remote controlled vibrators, remote controlled vibrating ben wa balls, remote controlled anal beads,... It was astonishing that virtually anything I could come up with, it would exist in a remote controlled version. There was one thing that really did strike me as almost impossible. A leather, rather comfortably looking, pair of panties. With what appeared to be two separate places where other things could be connected. Linda explained this was something new they had gotten a few days ago. It came with a set of vibrators and dildos that could be attached to the panties and that would penetrate pussy and/or anus when worn. I looked rather sceptically at it until she smiled. She cast a quick look at the door and lifted her skirt. Showing she was actually wearing it. My eyes went wide and I started to say something but she stopped me. 

"I've tried all of the extras. I especially liked the small remote controlled vibrating butt plug in combination with the clitoris stimulator." 

I coughed and thanked her for her expert evaluation. 

"Believe me, it was MY pleasure testing them." She laughed. 

I exited the shop having spent several hundreds of pounds on toys. Including the leather panties. Linda even added several sets of batteries, though most of the toys had their own internal batteries. 

I returned to Emma's hotel room tipping my cab driver with another hundred pounds and I got his personal cell phone number in case I ever needed another cab ride. 

As I walked into the hotel room carrying my non-descript black bag full of toys, I heard Emma and Luke arguing about something. Apparently Luke was getting rather nervous about something. I placed the bag on my bed, deciding I would store them later. First I wanted to hear what the discussion was about. Then I wanted lunch. I was only noon and I still had some time off this afternoon. 

"Pete, you tell her. Please!" Luke looked at me with some horror in his eyes. 

"What do you want me to tell Emma, Luke?" I asked as I poured myself a glass of water. I winked at Emma since I had my back to Luke. Luckily for me, Emma is still an actor and didn't react to my wink. 

"Miss Watson wants to have a personal appointment somewhere and she doesn't want me to know about it." As I turned I saw Luke throwing up his hands in disgust and standing as he walked towards me. "You know I can't protect her image if I don't know what she's up to! Tell her!" 

"Emma, is it really that important for Luke not to know where you want to go?" I asked Emma as I walked towards one of the comfortable seats. 

"It's embarrassing!" Emma answered. 

"I see. Luke, would you mind giving Emma and me a few minutes please?" I asked Luke. 

"Sure, whatever, I'll be in the hallway." 

As Luke exited, Emma explained she didn't know any decent reason for her to get herself checked for diseases. I suggested that maybe she could use a gynaecologist visit as a cover story. I wasn't entirely sure, but they could do those tests as well. Emma thought about it and replied that she didn't want the paparazzi to know about it, it would stir up all kinds of annoying gossip. Perhaps, she suggested, I could rent a scooter and she and I could go there together, completely incognito? I thought about it, and decided that if Emma would wear a helmet with a shaded visor and some default black clothing, nobody would be the wiser if we drove out of the hotel underground parking. 

"You call your gynaecologist and set up the appointment, but please, try to take into account your schedule? I'll talk to Luke." 

"What will you say?" 

"I'll tell him you broke up with your boyfriend because he was cheating and you're worried about stuff." 

She nodded and turned to make her call. As I exited the hotel room I found Luke talking into his phone. I explained the story to him and he was satisfied, even looked worried for a second. I asked him what the earliest free moment were for Emma to go to the doctor and even convinced him of our plan to take a scooter there. It seemed the rest of the afternoon was clear. 

I went back into the room and didn't see Emma immediately. I did however hear the noise of a plastic bag being opened in my bedroom. I chuckled and walked over there quickly. 

"What are you doing Miss Watson?" I asked, immediately switching to my Voice. 

Emma jumped and dropped the bag back on the bed. In her other hand she held a box that contained the remote controlled ben wa balls. 

"Eh, I was... that is... Err, sorry sir." 

"Did you cum in the shower this morning?" I asked, ignoring her stammering for now. 

"No sir, I didn't." Emma replied, clearly relieved I didn't press the snooping matter. 

"At least you're able to follow simple commands." I replied, walking towards her and I grabbed the bag from the bed and moved to my closet. I placed the bag on the ground and turned back towards Emma Watson. She had bowed her head as if in shame, her legs closely together and her hands were both grasping the box holding it in front of her body. All in all she was the embodiment of shame and guilt. 

"It seems you do however need a lesson concerning personal boundaries Miss Watson." 

"Yes sir," Emma replied meekly. 

"Since you're so interested in the toys I bought, you'll be wearing what is in that box tonight as we go to dinner. Is that clear Miss Watson?" 

I saw her eyes go wide as she grasped the meaning of what I was saying. A slight tremor went through her and she nodded. 

"I can't hear you Miss Watson." 

"Yes sir, I'll wear these tonight." 

"Leave the box and we'll continue this conversation in the living room." 

With that I moved back to the living room and sat down on the couch. Emma followed me and placed herself in the comfortable seat across the table from me. 

"Were you able to make an appointment yet Emma?" I asked, switching hierarchy once again. 

"Not yet actually. Her personal assistant was going to check for an opening and call me back. Did Luke agree with the scooter plan?" 

"Yeah he did, I'll have to make some arrangements though. Do you happen to know what size you need when it comes to helmets?" 

She shakes her head and I move to a cupboard and take out a measuring tape that is used frequently when she's getting fitted for clothes. I measure her head circumference and grab the hotel phone. I call the reception and order a high end scooter and two helmets with communication possibilities. The lady at the other end of the phone assured me the items would be ready in less than thirty minutes. Apparently they had those things already available. 

Emma's phone rang and she picks it up. She listens for a minute and then looks at me. 

"Are we able to get there in two hours? Another appointment was cancelled and she has an opening." 

I smile as things sometimes do have a way of working themselves out and nod. 

As she lays down the phone, I text Luke informing him of the plan and he answers immediately stating that it's ok since Emma's schedule is clear anyway. 

Emma and I order a light lunch to be brought up and I take the time during lunch to check the route we need to take to get to the gynaecologist. 

"Sir?" Emma starts and waits to continue until I look up. I am pleasantly surprised by her use of 'sir' as this is the first time she has initiated the hierarchy change. 

"Yes Miss Watson," I reply as I look up to her. 

"I'm still so horny sir, can I please do something about it?" 

"What do you have in mind Miss Watson?" I hadn't forgotten I had said earlier she wasn't allowed to cum until tonight, but shopping for the toys did leave me quite horny as well. 

Emma stands up and glides towards me. It's not walking what she does, she moves her legs in such a manner that her hips sway from one side to the other. As she walks she takes off her blouse, showing her black bra. It's close fitting, probably a push up as it creates a quite nicely shaped cleavage. As she drops her blouse at my feet she kneels once again looking into my eyes. 

"Well sir, I was thinking about the fact that you hadn't seen my breasts yet." Emma moves her hands behind her back and unclasps her bra. She holds it in place with her arms as she removes the shoulder straps. 

"So I was hoping you would allow me to give you another blowjob with my breasts out and then afterwards you would want to make me cum." With that she unveils her breasts to me. They weren't the biggest I had ever seen, but they were perfectly proportioned to the rest of her body. They framed her figure exquisitely and het nipples were just adorable. Perfect circles of darker flesh, already sticking out and just begging to be sucked. I wasn't entirely certain she would pass the pencil test, but it would come close. 




Guarding Emma Watson Pt. 02



I got hard and it must have shown, since Emma actually let out a small yelp of pleasure as she noticed my pants getting tighter. 

"May I sir? May I please suck your cock?" Emma looked up at me with pleading eyes, already placing her hands on my knees and bending forward slightly. Her naked breasts moved slightly, confirming my suspicion that they were really firm and would feel awesome when touched. 

"Let me shower first Miss Watson, in fact, join me." And with that I stood up, pressing my crotch directly into her face. I heard her inhale sharply and sigh appreciatively before she too stood up and followed me into the bathroom. I undressed quickly and moved towards the shower, not waiting for her to join me. My cock was still standing at half-mast as I entered the shower and I started to soap up. Emma joined me shortly after that and now, for the first time, I was treated to her naked body in full glory. She was almost a foot shorter than I was and she probably weighed almost a hundred pounds less than I did. But she stood in front of me proudly, her hands on her hips, breasts sticking out accentuated by hard suckable nipples. Her pussy mound was still completely shaven and looked soft as a baby's bottom. All in all she was absolutely gorgeous. She looked at me, expecting a remark. I grinned. 

"Emma, you're absolutely gorgeous. I would ravish you every day of the week and twice on Sunday, but for now, we still have a game to play." 

She grinned herself and moved towards me. As she pressed her naked body against mine I was acutely aware of her perky breasts pushing against my lower chest. Her hands roamed my sides and she caressed my back. I got goosebumps as she traced her fingernails over my back downwards over my own ass. She grabbed it as she pressed her lips against my chest. 

"Sir, may I wash you please?" 

I gave her the washcloth and she gently started to wash my entire body. She kept my private regions for last and took special care to make sure my cock, balls and ass were really clean. She even kneeled before me in the shower to inspect her work. As the water washed away the soap she apparently was content with her job and gave my cock a little kiss. It felt like electricity coursed through my body at the touch of her lips. My cock was obviously completely hard by now. 

"All done sir, shall we dry off?" Emma didn't wait for my response and exited the shower. As we dried off I noticed that Emma kept bending over exposing her ass and full pussy lips between her cheeks. I had to stop myself or I would have given it to her there and then. 

We moved to her bedroom and she went to crawl on the bed. 

"Stop Miss Watson, stop right there." I ordered just as she was ready to get on the bed. She was bent over, sticking her ass out to me, her legs slightly parted allowing me a perfect view of her pussy. Her lips glistened already in the soft light that illuminated her bedroom. 

"Don't move Miss Watson. Feel free to use the bed for leverage if needed." 

I knelt behind her and placed my hands on her ankles. I applied just a bit of pressure forcing her to spread her legs just a bit wider. She bent over further, placing her elbows on top of the bed, bending her back further. The change in position made her ass cheeks part and gave me an even better view of her pussy. Looking further along her stomach I noticed her nipples had become hard as diamonds. Her pussy almost quivered in anticipation as I moved my hands gently upwards along her calves, knees and thighs. 

As I reached her cheeks I grabbed them more forcefully and used my thumbs to spread them even further. This made her pussy lips part and I got a close up view of her inner pussy and opening to a place I knew would be hot, wet and especially delicious. I softly blew on her pussy and her response was immediate. 

"Oh god, yes. Please sir, stick your tongue in there. Please lick my pussy. Please lick my ass. Please, I want it so bad!" 

I moved my face forward and was treated to her smell. It was sweet, sour, salty and pungent all at the same time. It was inviting and I could no longer resist. Without warning I stuck my tongue into her pussy as deeply as I could. Her reaction was to push her ass back to me forcefully as if wanting to get more of my tongue up her nectar filled pussy. I pulled out my tongue just a bit so I could start licking all over her pussy. No real foreplay was needed as she was already soaking wet. As I moved my tongue over her clit my nose came into contact with her vaginal opening and I felt the heat and wetness immediately covering my face. It smelled and tasted absolutely superb. I continued licking her clit and vagina all the while enjoying the smell and taste of her fluids. 

"Oh Sir, that feels so great. Don't stop please. You'll make me cum like this." 

I knew I could continue to tease her a bit longer, but honestly I was enjoying myself too much and I wanted to see, feel and taste her pussy as she came. So I continued my assault and even added a thumb to start rubbing her clit. As I came up for air for a second I noticed her puckered rosebud twitching. And I remembered her begging for me to lick there as well. I moved my tongue over to her vaginal opening, licked up a copious amount of sticky fluids and then let my tongue move ever so slightly towards her anus. As I did this I felt her breathing quicken and her muscles started to contract. I was pretty sure she was very close to an explosive orgasm. 

"Yes, please... Don't stop. Go on, yes, oh, I've wanted that for so long... Sir, please, I'm begging you, lick my ass." 

As I touched her anus I applied just a bit of extra pressure with my tongue and combined it with an increase in pressure on her clit. She came like an avalanche. She screamed as loud as she could and if it weren't for the fact that her face was pressed onto the bed, I was sure everyone in the hotel would have heard Emma Watson cum. 

"Yes, yes, yes. God yes, Thank you!" 

I removed my tongue from her anus but kept on rubbing her clit and I admired the close up view of her pussy as she came. Several large droplets of white pearly fluid escaped her winking vagina. Her anus opened and closed involuntarily as her orgasm took hold of her body. I felt her legs give way under her and still being her bodyguard I kept her from falling over. She slumped against me, curling into a foetal position as she tried to gain control of her breathing. For several minutes all she could do was breathe and shiver once in a few seconds. 

"Wow Pete, that was amazing. I haven't felt this good in forever!" She said as she regained some composure. 

"Just looking out for you Emma," I chuckled. 

Emma moved slightly as I was still holding her so she could rest her head against my chest. She traced her finger over my chest, playing with the hairs I had growing there. Then she looked up and moved to kiss me. I was quite surprised by this but obviously I didn't object. As her lips touched mine I heard her sniff and felt her tongue go over my lips. Then she forcefully pushed herself against me and opened her mouth attempting to initiate a French kiss. I answered in kind and for a few minutes we did nothing but explore each other's tongues and mouths. As she stopped, she looked me in the eyes and moved back just a bit. 

"It's been a long time since I tasted that good Pete, really, thank you!" 

I smiled and looked back into her eyes. 

"Miss Watson, I do believe you still owe me something." I said, rearranging our hierarchy once more. 

"Yes sir, I do," Emma replied with a twinkle in her eye. "I do believe I feel something poking me." 

"Get to it then!" 

We stood up and I lay down on the bed. She crawled onto the bed behind me and placed herself at my feet. 

"I'm going to blow your mind, sir." 

"I can't wait Miss Watson." 

Emma didn't waste any more time. She lay forwards placing her hands on my inner thighs pushing them gently apart. When I opened my legs, she placed her hands at the underside of my thighs and pushed them upwards. As I moved my legs open and upwards, I realized she must now have a clear view of my cock, still standing strong, balls and anus. 

She started by licking my ball sack from bottom to top. Continuing with her tongue until she reached the purple mushroom tip of my cock. I had never been happier for my habit of completely shaving down there than I was right there and then. As she engulfed my cock into her mouth, I felt her one hand gently starting to fondly my balls while the other took hold of my cock at the root. She started to make rhythmical movements up and down my cock combined with a gentle twisting motion, while using copious amounts of saliva to slobber all over my tip. It was heaven. The hand that was fondling my balls started to move downwards. I had never had a girlfriend before that was into some ass play, but apparently Emma Watson was eager to go there. The gentle caressing way in which she moved her fingers all over my perineum was intoxicating. As she started to apply more pressure on the muscles between balls and anus I moaned. 

"Bloody hell, this is awesome." 

Emma chuckled over my cock, the added vibrations only intensifying my pleasure. She then removed my cock from her mouth and let her tongue roam downwards towards my balls. She didn't stop there though. As her hand on my cock continued to stroke me, now aided by precum and saliva, she moved her tongue over my perineum. As she moved her tongue I felt an orgasm building. Apparently Emma noticed it too as she altered her tactics. She blew softly over my wet balls and cock and the cold made my orgasm subside just a bit. However the next thing she did sent me over the edge almost immediately. 

She licked my own anus, a warm wet tongue moved over my asshole, something I had never before experienced. It was as if the amount of nerves I had down there was amplified by a thousand. A surge of pleasure ran from my ass to my cock and involuntarily I jumped up a bit. As I came down again she licked again, and again and again. Every time using more saliva and applying more pressure. All the while her hand around my cock was still expertly stroking me. Long and slow, hard and fast, long and fast... every combination you can imagine. It was too much. As she pressed her tongue against my asshole with greater force then she had used earlier, I came. 

I had never really understood what it meant to produce an enormous amount of cum, but I did this time. The first jet to leave the tip of my cock landed between my own nipples, a string of cum linking that point with my belly button. Emma kept on stroking and licking. The second jet got only about halfway but the amount was almost the same. Emma kept on stroking and licking. The third time I felt my muscles contract I felt that the amount of cum had diminished, though the sensation was still as strong as ever. And still Emma kept on stroking and licking. I was beginning to get rather sensitive in my cock, but Emma's tongue on my ass still felt awesome. I groaned and as if she knew what was happening she lowered the pressure on my cock but still kept on stroking gently. It was as if she wanted to get every last drop of cum out of my balls and onto my stomach. 

As I grabbed her hand on my cock gently to stop her from stroking, she planted a kiss on my ass. She released my cock and traced my perineum, balls and cock with her tongue. It was extremely sensitive, but she used just the right amount of pressure for it not to become too uncomfortable. She finished by planting a soft kiss on the tip of my cock and looked up at me. 

"I really can't wait for the test results to come back, sir." 

We cleaned up, Emma a bit more solemnly then me since she would be having an exam down there in a short time. As we got dressed, I handed her the clothes brought to us for using the scooter. It seemed the people at the reception really did know their job, as the clothes fitted perfectly. Trying on the helmet I noticed that Emma would be completely unrecognizable, which was exactly as we wanted it. 

We stepped into the hallway and made our way to the elevator. Going down into the underground parking I suggested that we might wear our helmets as we stepped out, just to be sure our cover wouldn't be blown before it got started. That precaution however was unnecessary as the parking lot was deserted. A decent sized scooter was standing ready for us to use. As we got on I tested the communication devices embedded in our helmets, they worked like a charm. 

"So Emma, if you don't mind me asking, how did you learn about giving a rimjob?" I asked as we left the parking lot and moved into the flow of traffic. I noticed at least seven paparazzo keeping an eye on the main entrance of the hotel. 

"I saw it in a clip once, I think it was some girl called Sasha." Emma started explaining in a casual voice. "She seemed really into it and it seemed so dirty yet delicious, I felt I should try it sometime." 

"Ever done the deed before?" 

"No I haven't, Will was really anal about his butt and didn't even want me to grab his cheeks as we were messing around. But since you didn't seem to mind kissing mine, I felt like I should return the favour." I could hear Emma's grin through her voice and chuckled. 

"Anything else you want to try on me?" I asked while my grin reached my ears. 

"Like I said earlier, I'm up for almost anything as long as we talk about it first." As if to give extra force to her statement she grabbed my cock through my pants as we were driving and pulled herself closer to me. "That is, as long as you are up for it off course." 

"Obviously," I replied while enjoying the feeling of Emma leaning into me. 

I felt my phone vibrating as we reached the gynaecologists office. Without removing our helmets we let ourselves in and took a seat in the waiting room. Finally feeling safe enough, Emma took off her helmet and I looked at my phone. 

[Dinner at 7 w. cast&crew HPVII, BE ON TIME!! - Luke] 

I informed Emma and she sighed slightly. 

"I really don't know why we need to keep doing this." Emma explained in a rather whiny voice. "It's not like I will all of a sudden find Rupert or Daniel more attractive. It seems like all the publicists want is for me to start dating one of the cast, so they keep on placing us in some intimate dinner situation. As if dinner with twenty or more people can ever be intimate." 

She sighed again and shrugged. 

"I prefer a normal guy, you know? Somebody that isn't all celebrity and gossip and all that. Somebody with whom I can do normal stuff and not feel the need to show off any awards." 

I didn't know what to say to that, so I kept my mouth shut. 

"Did you know I had a crush on Tom once? I was fourteen I think and he was the bad boy, you know." Emma started touching up her hair, a series of movements that she did without conscious thought. "Sometime I wish I could just stop being famous for a while, just have somebody with me that sees Emma, and not Miss Watson..." 

I couldn't help myself and chuckled. 

"You sure about that, Miss Watson?" I asked, using a shadow of my Voice. 

Emma laughed. A loud and cheerful sound, something that made the gloomy vibe that had entered the waiting room disappear as snow before the spring sun. She turned towards me and I noticed that she had sparkles in her eyes, something I really did like seeing in Emma. Something I hadn't seen in quite some time to be honest. 

"I don't think I pay you enough, Pete." Emma moved over to me and gave me a peck on the cheek and a hug. I didn't let go until she did, something she apparently appreciated. "This feels nice, Pete. Remind me to hug you some more in the future." 

The gynaecologists came in just as Emma was letting go of me, but it had to have been apparent that we were hugging. Emma blushed like a sixteen year old and flashed me a smile before she went in after her doctor. 

Less than thirty minutes later Emma came out again and went to the bathroom. The gynaecologist, a woman in her early thirties, stood leaning against the doorway looking at me. 

"Please be careful with her, she might look strong, but she's still just a young woman who has led a protected life so far." 

I looked back and nodded. "You probably don't really know who I am, or how I do my job. But rest assured, I'll take very good care of her." 

"I'm sure you did," she replied with a faint smile before turning back into her office. 

As Emma and I returned to the hotel she informed me she should get the results of her tests back later today. A plan started forming in my mind. 

"Emma, you know how you wanted to discuss anything I want to do with you?" 

"Yes, do you have anything in mind?" Emma scooted closer to me and I swear I could feel her trembling. 

"I might," I replied as I took a turn with the scooter. 

"Well, tell me!" 

"Don't you remember I want you to wear the ben wa balls tonight?" 

"The what?" 

"Those toys you took a sneak peek at earlier." 

"Ehm, what do they do?" Emma's voice sounded rather uncertain. 

"You insert them into your vagina and keep them there. As I understand it, as you walk around the rub against one another creating small vibrations. Off course, these have a little extra built into them." 

Emma's response came after a few seconds of silence. 

"Will the others be able to notice?" 

"That largely depends on you, I think." I replied honestly. "The thing is, I've been told women can actually orgasm just wearing them, and the extra's that are built into these won't exactly work against reaching a climax." 

"Interesting, can I think about it?" 

- 

A few hours later we were sitting in her hotel room discussing agenda's for the next few days with Luke. My cell phone buzzed once more and I noticed I got an email from the hospital I went to earlier. All tests clear. I had to make an effort not to grin like a madman. 

Emma and Luke had finished their battle over the planning and it was high time for Emma to get ready for dinner. As per usual, I would join her but not eat at the same table. 

"Pete, can you come in here please?" I heard Emma's voice from her bedroom. Luke rolled his eyes and I shrugged apologetically. 

I walked into her bedroom and the first thing I noticed was that she was only wearing a black lace bra. She stood with her back to me and as usual I took a moment to admire her finely toned ass. Sure, there are probably a lot of women out there with a larger or more prominent ass, but I had always had a thing for Emma's behind. And after having had a taste of it, I only liked it more. 

"Hmm," I hummed as I stood there waiting. 

"Like what you see, don't you?" Emma said as she turned around. She was holding the box containing the ben wa balls. 

"Obviously you don't mine me watching, do you?" I replied as I stepped closer. "I see you made up your mind?" 

"Yes, I'm willing to try these. But I don't want anyone to notice anything." 

"Have you ever masturbated while using a vibrator inside your pussy?" I asked as I took the box from her and unwrapped the ben wa balls and their remote control. 

"More than once," Emma grinned. 

"How wet did that make you?" 

"Depended on different factor honestly, but once I soaked through my sheets after a long a leisurely session that lasted a couple of hours." 

I envisioned Emma lying on a bed with a vibrator in her pussy and felt my cock stir in my pants. That had to wait though. 

"I suggest you wear something that doesn't discolour all too much as it gets wet. I think black will do the trick nicely. And wear panties that don't chafe as they get wet." 

I had inadvertently switched to my Voice it seems, as Emma's reply came out meekly and obedient. 

"Yes sir." 

I looked up at her as I handed her the ben wa balls. She took them and played with them a bit in her hands as if to get a feel for them. I stuck the remote in my own pocket. 




Guarding Emma Watson Pt. 02



"Sorry about that Emma, I didn't realize..." I let my voice dwindle. 

"Don't worry Pete, I'm sure we'll get used to it soon enough." Emma smiled as she kept playing with the balls. "They're very smooth, but rather cold." 

"They'll warm up soon enough though," as I said that I used the remote in my pocket to turn them on. Emma gasped but a broad smile lit up her face almost instantly. 

"This is going to be fun!" She exclaimed. She bent over slightly and spread her leg just wide enough for her to move the balls to her pussy. Gently she stuck both balls up her vagina and tried walking around with them inside her love canal. I turned off the vibration as she did this to not give away all the sensations beforehand. 

"I can see why women love this." Emma sat down and wiggled her but around a bit before standing up again. "It's almost as if they're alive." 

"I'll let you get ready then," I said as I turned to leave. 

"Wait a second," Emma said as she walked towards me. She stood before me, still wearing nothing but a black lace bra that had a slight push up effect. She blinked slowly before looking me in the eyes once more. "Thanks again Pete, It's been a long time since I've had this much fun in a sexual way." 

And with that she kissed me. Not a chaste kiss on the lips, no. This was a full blown French kiss that left me horny as hell. She wrapped her arms around my neck as she pressed her lips on mine, I automatically placed my hands on her hips and squeezed gently. As the kiss ended she took my lower lip between her teeth and pulled it towards her, leaving me the choice to bend over or break free. I leaned into her and just as I was about to step forward to keep my balance she let go. 

"Off you go, Pete. Get dressed. And no playing around, I want all that for myself!" 

- 

The restaurant where dinner was to be had was a fancy one obviously. It was closed for regular guests, but outside an army of reporters stood guard, making sure any and all incidents would be recorded for the public. I sat at a table near the entrance with the curtains mostly closed. I still had a view of the area around the entrance though. As I was sipping my drink I heard somewhat forced laughter coming from the large table where Emma sat. Next to Emma sat Bonnie Wright. The red haired bombshell that played Ginny Weasley in the series. I smiled as I noticed how much genuine fun Emma seemed to be having while talking to her co-star. I decided to up the game a bit and turned on the vibration in the ben wa balls Emma was still carrying around in her pussy. The effect was instant. 

Emma almost jumped out of her seat and I saw the rest of the table go quiet almost instantly. She apologized to the others and soon all was as it was before. But I did notice Emma wriggled her but quite often in her seat. I wondered if Bonnie noticed anything. The effect on Emma however became more and more apparent as the evening wore on. By the time the main course was cleared, I had switched the vibration on and off again at least six times and every time I noticed Emma sigh in disappointment as I turned it off and shiver in delight as I turned it on again. Her conversation with Bonnie became more private as well and now that the main course was finished it seems everyone wanted to stretch their legs. As Emma rose, I turned on the vibration once again, but this time I increased the intensity a notch. She almost missed a step and as Bonnie grabbed her arm, I heard Emma saying that perhaps she shouldn't have taken that last glass of wine. I saw Bonnie whisper something in Emma's ear and in response Emma turned and looked in my direction for just a second. I'm sure nobody but Bonnie noticed, but as Emma crossed eyes with mine I saw a fire burning in hers. A fire, I was sure, that was visible in mine as well. Bonnie laughed out loud. A soft tinkle, not unlike the one she used when playing Ginny. 

Emma and Bonnie made their way in my general direction, but kept their distance. They did stand close enough however for me to overhear what they were talking about. 

"Come on Emma, you haven't glowed this much since you and Will first got together. Who is this mystery guy that gets you so worked up?" Bonnie spoke in an insisting whisper. 

"I'm sure you'll get to know him soon enough Bonnie. I'm just not sure yet if he's willing to make what we have public knowledge." 

"Spoilsport!" Bonnie answered as she gently pushed Emma. "Come on, don't leave a girl hanging. I could use some playtime myself you know. Perhaps he has a cute friend?" 

Emma's response was interrupted by her grabbing her phone. She flicked through whatever message she got and flashed a broad smile in my direction. I guess she got some good news. Before she could go back to talking to Bonnie a small disturbance interrupted everyone in the restaurant. One of the more brave or should I say stupid reporters tried to come inside. He was stopped before he could open the door completely by the owner and two waiters. I had gotten up and walked towards Emma at the first moment of the small row and whispered something in her ear. 

"I have an all clear on my tests, Miss Watson." 

I sat down again without looking at Emma for a response. She came towards me this time however and I stood up once again as we continued our conversation in whispers. 

"Me too sir, I can't wait to go back to the hotel." 

I waited for her to say something more and she did, startling me for a second. 

"Sir, would you mind if I told Bonnie about the type of arrangement we have?" 

I looked over to Bonnie for a second and noticed she was peering in our direction with a question in her eyes. 

"Do you want to tell her who I am? Or just what we do?" 

"Both, to be honest. She has become a very close friend and when we were on location for a long time we shared, ehm, well... let's say I've gotten to know her quite intimately." 

I couldn't help but smile. 

"It's your call Emma, I don't mind." 

As she moved back towards Bonnie, I turned up the vibration another notch. I should have checked beforehand how high it could go, but for now setting three was what she was getting. I noticed a shiver going through Emma's body, something Bonnie picked up as well. 

They started talking in hushed voices too low for me to understand, but a few sentences into the conversation I heard Bonnie gasp and saw her looking at me for a moment before Emma pulled her back into the whispered conversation. 

I left the vibration on for the remainder of the evening. I'm sure other would have noticed a distinct change in behaviour from Emma were it not for the fact that she spent her entire time in a girly giggling conversation with Bonnie. It seemed Emma's situation even had an effect on Bonnie. I couldn't help but notice that both Emma's and Bonnie's nipples had become more prominent as the evening wore on. 

At some point I had to go the bathroom and used the privacy to quickly check how many settings the remote control had. Five it seemed and an extra a little bit further. I grinned and turned it up another notch. As I left the men's room and started towards the main dining area, Emma came around the corner looking flushed. 

"You. You... You bastard!" Emma whispered towards me, but her smile and twinkling in her eyes betrayed her excitement. "I'm soaking wet! Bonnie even commented on the fact that she was smelling my cunt over her coffee!" 

"Miss Watson, " I replied in an equally hushed voice, "I'm sure you can manage. And for future reference, call me sir!" With that I passed her and gave a hard smack on her ass. I covered the sound with a cough. 

"Wait sir, please." Emma's pleading tone made me turn around. "Please, turn it down just a bit? I won't be able to hide it anymore otherwise." 

"What will you offer me in return?" 

Emma looked over my shoulder and then, to my surprise, she lifted her black dress, showing off her stockings, followed by black cotton panties. She took them off in one swift motion and offered them to me. 

"Will these do?" 

I grinned and accepted her offering. I immediately felt that they were truly soaking wet. I smelled them and was overwhelmed with the musky scent of her sex. From behind me I heard soft footsteps approaching and I turned, hiding Emma Watsons soaking wet panties behind my back. I saw Bonnie Wright coming around the corner with a knowing smile on her face. As she passed me, she sniffed. Quite obviously even. And then grinned as she reached for Emma. Grabbing Emma and turning her around while caressing her behind, Bonnie looked at me. 

"I know that smell and don't think I don't know what you're hiding behind your back, sir." The last word came out with a wicked smile on her face and I heard Emma give a shocked gasp. 

"Perhaps you would like to play along, Miss Wright?" I asked, using my Voice. Bonnie's reaction was double. On the one hand she leaned forward as if she wanted to give in to me, but on the other hand she looked taken aback as if she didn't expect my response. 

"Well ehm, perhaps... err, but not today." 

"Move along then ladies. And Miss Watson, remember, no cumming unless at the table!" And with that, I stuffed Emma's panties in my pocket and turned down the vibration a notch. I heard a sigh behind me but didn't turn around anymore. As I turned the corner, I saw, from the corner of my eye, the two hottest Harry Potter stars, heads together and whispering furiously. 

- 

Not much later, Emma got in the car and I got in the driver's seat. As soon as my door closed I turned up the vibration to maximum. Emma's reaction was a forceful as I had hoped. 

"Ooooh, that. Feels. Soooo. Good." Emma arched her back, thrusting her hips forward and stretching the fabric of her dress over her breasts and pussy mound. As I adjusted the mirror to get a better look I noticed that her pussy lips were quite distinctly outlined against the front of her dress. Unless I was sorely mistaken, the were a lot larger than they were earlier this evening. 

"Did you cum, Miss Watson?" 

"No sir, I didn't. But, please, may I cum now?" 

"Wait until we are further away from the restaurant. I do think they'll still be able to hear you scream." 

As I started the car and moved away from the restaurant I turned off the vibration completely. With a grin I looked into my rear view mirror to see the look of utter disappointment on Emma's face. 

"But, why? I've been a good girl! Please sir, I want to cum!" 

"If and when we include another girl into our sessions, I want one thing completely clear. They will obey me in the same manner as you do. Otherwise, there will be no play." 

Emma looked quite taken aback. 

"You mean Bonnie?" 

"Yes Emma, I mean Bonnie. I wouldn't mind, but I don't want her in a superior position towards you during sex. It will mess up any and all interaction you have with her in the future." 

Emma spread her legs, lifting her dress just high enough for her to be able to put her pussy on full display. I had not been mistaken. Her outer lips were completely puffed up, red in colour and looking absolutely delightful. As she moved two fingers over her vagina, gathering up juices she spoke. 

"I understand. I'll keep it in mind." 

With that she took her fingers that glistened in the ambient light of the car and moved them to her mouth. She sucked them clean with slurping sounds. As she started moving them back towards her pussy I spoke up. 

"No more pussy play Miss Watson. If you want to use those fingers, use them on your ass or not at all." 

Emma looked quite disappointed and started looking out the window while let her arm rest beside her. She still had her pussy on full display for my viewing pleasure. One more sight I would probably remember until I died. Emma Watson sitting in my backseat, wearing a tight black dress, legs spread as wide as can be, pussy on full display, juices oozing out of her vagina. 

Neither of us spoke during the ride home. I had gotten horny as hell, both from the view and the smell that had started to fill the air in the car. As we rounded the last corner and drove the last yards towards the parking, I turned on the vibration of the ben wa balls once more. Only now, I had a clear view of her pussy as I did so. 

The first reaction I got was a contraction of her pussy. It seems as if it started to wink at me, one slow wink after another. And each time, Emma moaned. As I looked at her I realized I had done something different. The 'extra' position on the remote control was selected. It seemed it was a setting with alternating bursts of vibration. Every time the ben wa balls vibrated against her inner walls, her pussy contracted. And each time they did, they pushed out a dollop of clear pearly liquid. Soon the liquid started downwards towards her anus. Emma had laid back her head and was panting, her hands still at her sides. I stopped the car and opened my door. Emma's reaction was to be expected as she jumped to close her legs. I opened her door and stuck my hand inside. 

"Come along now Miss Watson, no need to stay in the car." 

Emma shot me a furious look, but I only smiled as she took my hand and got out of the car. Still she responded to each burst, only now it was with shivers and small moans. We walked towards the elevator, Emma leaning against me. I felt every mini orgasm that was triggered by the ben wa balls coursing through her body. 

"I'm going to cum, I'm going to cum so hard!" Emma panted. 

"Not yet, wait until we are in your room and the door is closed." I responded. 

"I can't. It's too strong." 

"You won't cum, or I'll have you wear the balls for a week straight, starting tomorrow!" 

Emma's look told me she believed me, and would probably obey me. 

"But I got the kids interview tomorrow!" 

"Then you better control your orgasm, Miss Watson." 

Obviously I wouldn't go through with my threat, but the game was being played, and actress that she was, Emma played along just perfectly. She held herself together. The elevator was smelling like pussy in no time once we got inside. Luckily for her, we had a one-way-trip up to her hotel room and the hallway was deserted. 

I gave her the key to the room and moved my hand into my pocket. Once Emma had opened the door I turned off the vibrations. She turned around and now her eye shot fire. 

"Not a word Miss Watson," I told her using my Voice. "Go to your bedroom, undress completely, lay on your back, keep the ben wa balls where they are. I'll be there shortly." 

I moved to my room and stripped as fast as I could, I cleaned up my cock, balls and ass as best as I could using a washcloth and some soap. It took me less than three minutes. I took the remote control with me. 

I entered her bedroom to find her lying on her bed on her back, arms and legs spread wide. I smelled her pussy even before I saw it. The musky scent, sweet, salty and completely tasty. It was the scent I had smelled earlier as I was eating her out. I knew she would cum like freight train. 

I moved between her legs and came up close and personal with her pussy. 

"You may cum now Miss Watson," I said as I turned on the vibration once more, immediately turning the dial up to setting five. Emma exploded. There wasn't another word for it. The entire evening of teasing, vibrations, playing around and stopping again, it all came crashing down on her. She wailed in ecstasy, she screamed in pleasure, she bucked uncontrollably. And throughout that, I kept my eyes on her pussy. The contractions that were visible earlier, now were simply astonishing. She almost squirted, that much juice came flowing out of her vagina. One particular strong contraction of her pussy left both her vagina and anus wide open and I noticed the ben wa balls in her pussy. Emma's orgasms seemed to go on forever. Every time she almost came down from her high, the ben wa balls pushing against her inner pussy walls made her reach another peak. 

"Enough, please. Enough. I can't take it anymore." Emma moved her hand towards her pussy and as I turned off the vibration she took the ben wa balls out. A gush of Emma's lubricant came out behind her and I couldn't help myself and licked it up. It tasted divine. Both my tongue and chin were covered in her juices from only one lap. And more liquid came out, coating her pussy and anus. 

"Pete, fuck me. Please fuck me." 

I didn't fail to notice the lack of 'sir' in her request, and wondered where this would be going. But I wasn't about to deny myself the pleasure of taking this British world star and impaling her on my rock hard cock. As I moved up over her still shivering body, I placed tiny kisses all over her. Between each kiss, I spoke a single word, forming a question by the time I had taken one of her nipples in my mouth and was massaging the other breast with my hand. 

"I. Take. It. The. Tests. Came. Back. Positive?" 

"Yes, now stop dawdling and fuck me!" 

I moved further up and looked into her eyes, what I saw there was something I hadn't seen before. It was a mix of the regular fire, the passion that she had going on as we had our little role play, but there was something else there. A weakness, a tenderness, maybe even fear. It almost seemed as if she was vulnerable. And I realized now what the gynaecologist had said earlier. Most likely Emma had never before experienced a passion, nor sex, nor probably even a relationship, based on equals. Let alone one where she wasn't the one in charge. And this was new to her. If it weren't for the heat that was exuding from her pussy, I would almost say she was scared through her teeth about what was coming. But she opened her legs and moved them around me, pushing my ass with her heels and moving my cock towards her pussy. I almost said something stupid to kill the mood, but instead I kissed her gently on the lips. 

As I lowered myself onto her, she sighed. A sigh of contentment, of relief almost. I felt my cock touching her pussy mound and moved my hips in such a way, the tip of my cock caressed her pussy from top to bottom. The slight touch on her clitoris made Emma moan but this soon became a groan of pleasure as I felt the tip of my cock touch the start of what had to be the hottest furnace on the planet. 

I pushed forward gently and Emma gasped. A bit further and she moaned. And then, just as I wanted to plunge in completely she did it for me. She pulled herself onto me using her legs. She impaled her pussy onto my rock hard manhood. And as she did so, she closed her eyes and threw back her head. Not a sound came out of her mouth, but her entire body language screamed bliss. I couldn't move so I didn't. But as soon as the pressure of her heels subsided I moved back an inch and slammed myself back into her. She was forced onto the bed by my bodyweight and she gasped for air. 

"God yes, I've wanted this for so long. Please, don't stop Pete, don't stop. Fuck me. Please!" 

"Don't worry Emma, I won't stop until I have to." 

Apparently hearing me say her first name for the first time during sex had a profound impact on her. She grabbed my head and pulled me in for a kiss. A strong kiss and while she started using her tongue to explore my mouth, I started fucking her. Moving out and back in again in a steady rhythm. Slowly but surely I started increasing my pace. I don't think either of us was interested in changing positions, the only thing that mattered was physical contact and having as much of it as possible. I leaned on one elbow as I kept kissing her and moved my other hand towards her pussy, intending to play with her clit. I wasn't entirely sure how much longer I would last and I wanted to give her another climax. 

"Don't, it's not necessary. I will cum again soon enough. Just let me enjoy the ride." And Emma moved my hand upwards again, covering her breast. I started massaging it and kept on kissing Emma's full lips. All that time my cock was still enjoying the heat and tightness of her love tunnel. I sped up a little more and softly heard and felt my balls slapping her ass. The sound, or was it the increase in pace, made Emma moan once more. Her pussy walls started contracting once more and I knew her orgasm was once again coming close. 




Guarding Emma Watson Pt. 02



"Deeper Pete, harder. I don't care about speed, but I want your cock buried as deep as you can!" 

I did as she asked and slowed my pace just a bit, but instead made sure every stroke inside her was as deep as I could make it. I kept the same pace, in and out, in and out for at least thirty or forty rotations and each time I went in I felt her pussy becoming tighter and tighter. Until her breathing stopped and I felt her hovering on the brink of her orgasm. I moved my head just a little lower and bit one of her nipples while I shoved my cock once more forcefully into her sopping wet pussy. She came, again. Only this time she cried out louder than I had ever heard her scream before. 

"Yes, yes yes yes yes yes, PETE, YES! FUCK ME, YES! Faster now, faster!" 

Her pussy clamped down on me and I had to make an effort to keep pounding on her. As she was riding her orgasm I started pounding, faster and faster while still trying to keep my thrusts as deep as I could. Every time I buried my cock into her pussy I heard her reach another high. Soon I felt a familiar contracting in my balls, a tightening of the muscles announcing my oncoming orgasm. 

"I'm. Going. To cum now. Emma. Shall I pull out?" I puffed between thrusts. 

"Don't. You. Dare." Emma panted in between the assault on her sopping wet pussy. 

That was all I needed. I let out a groan and came inside of Emma Watson. Stream after stream of cum poured into her pussy. My juices mixing with her own, creating a sopping hot stream of liquid that made movement only more pleasurable. As I spurted my first blast, I moved deep into her and she placed her legs around me once more, pulling me deep into her. I closed my eyes and the only thing that existed in the world for a few moments were my cock, Emma Watson's pussy and the fact that the latter had the former tightly in a grip, milking it for every drop of cum. 

As I came down from my own orgasm, I looked into her eyes, tears had formed in the centre but her eyes shone with joy. 

"God Emma, that was incredible." 

"Yeah it was. Can we do that again sometime?" 

"Sure." 

"But next time sir, I want you to take charge again." 

As our mixed cum juices leaked from Emma Watson's thoroughly pounded pussy, I wondered if this could get even more interesting. 

***** 

Note from the writer: Feel free to comment, criticize, praise, send me cookies and all that. Yes, I know the sex scene was long. But it's how I like to picture them.



Guarding Emma Watson Pt. 03



Part III – Safe word & an evening with Bonnie

Note from the author: Sorry for the delay, I have rewritten this part three times now since I wasn't happy with the flow. I hope it's ok now though. As usual, comments are very much appreciated (the more there are, the more motivation I'll have to write out the next part :p ).For now, enjoy!

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When I woke up the next morning, the first thing I felt was my cock buried between two warm, soft yet firm buttocks. It took me a moment to fully realize it was Emma Watson's ass I was feeling. During the night we had apparently turned until we were spooning. I went over the events of last night as I lay there enjoying the sensation of having this world star sleeping next to me, naked as the day she was born. I smelled her hair and still detected a faint trace of lavender from the shampoo she used. She must have felt me stir since she wiggled a bit a tried to crawl even closer to me. I gave her a soft kiss in her neck and she moaned appreciatively before once again dozing off. I removed myself from her bed and checked the time. 5 am seemed like an insanely early hour to rise, but it had been a habit of me for a couple of years. I had learned that the best time to get some workout done was before breakfast, so I had cultivated that habit. I went to the central room and called the reception.

"Hey, this is Pete from the suite. Would you be so kind as to warm up the spa for me?"

"Sure sir, but please take into account it will take about an hour before it's fully ready."

"No problem, I'll be in the gym anyway."

"Very well sir, have a nice day."

I loved the way these English receptionists worked. Polite, efficient and to the point, just the way I liked it. I put on my gym clothes and took along a bag with some slacks, a fresh shirt, and some underwear.

As I made my way up to the top floor where the gym and spa were located, I realized Emma hadn't given me her safe word yet. I chuckled as I thought about how to make her pay for that. My cock reacted to my thoughts. Perhaps I should forbid her to wear panties for the rest of the day. Or I should make her go topless at all times she was in the suite or perhaps just have her go completely naked. Or maybe just make her wear the leather panties I had bought for her, combined with the remote controlled vibrator. My thoughts were interrupted by a chime from my cell phone. An email from a friend I made in Belgium during my studies. Apparently one of our mutual friends would be getting married in a few weeks and I was invited to both the wedding and the stag night. If I could please confirm attendance at the earliest and inform him if I would bring a plus-one. I marked the email for future handling and walked into the gym.

About an hour later I had completed my work out and felt ready for some time in the spa. Just as I was taking of my work out clothes my cell phone made its tell-tale sound of a text message.

[Where are you?]

Emma apparently had woken up early as well.

[spa, top floor. Just finished work out, come up, wear nothing ;-) ]

I finished undressing and walked into the spa naked. At this hour nobody else would come in and if they did, well they would just have to handle me being naked. I showered and walked into the sauna. For about ten minutes I let my muscles relax and soak in the heat. I left the sauna and showered once more before lowering myself in the Jacuzzi. A few minutes later I heard the door of the spa open and I turned my head to see who was coming in.

It was Emma, wearing a white fluffy bathrobe, her hair still somewhat ruffled from bed. I smiled at her and she smiled back at me.

"Why did you leave?" Emma asked as she moved towards me.

I looked up at her as she walked towards me, the robe opened up slightly as her legs moved and I was pretty sure she wasn't wearing much else.

"I always work out around this time of the day, Emma." I gestured towards the showers. "Please, go shower and join me."

She looked at the shower and nodded. As she walked towards it she undid her robe and let it flow from her shoulders treating me to an impromptu striptease. Her shoulders came into view first, followed by a slight side boob. As her ass came into view I appreciated once again the firmness of her buttocks and especially the two small dimples right at the top of her ass. She lifted her heels to hang the robe on the hanger and it made her buns tighten even further. I soaked in the Jacuzzi while she showered and a plan formed in my mind. A minute later Emma left the showers and I could lavish my eyes on her front. Two perfectly shaped breasts topped by dark round nipples. They glistened in the ambient light of the spa. Further down her pussy also shone with pearls of water and her pussy lips glided against one another as she walked towards me. She stepped into the Jacuzzi with a sigh and moved to lie against me. I draped my arm around her shoulder and gave her a kiss on her forehead.

"Morning Emma."

"Morning Pete." Emma replied as she snuggled against me.

I gently started caressing her arm and she responded by placing her hand on my stomach. She moved it down and as she touched my cock it twitched softly. She giggled and looked up at me. I responded by kissing her on the mouth. Her hand moved further down to cup my balls and she softly started to massage them. Obviously my cock reacted immediately and started to rise.

"I had an awesome time last night Pete."

"As did I, Emma. Though I'm not really sure where we're going from here."

"I was really hoping you would repeat last night's performance to be honest," Emma replied as she squeezed my balls a bit harder.

"Hmm," I replied.

"What? You don't want to?" Emma turned towards me, trusting her breasts forwards at me.

I winked and stood up, climbed out of the Jacuzzi and walked to the L-shaped sofa. I dried off just enough and sat down in the corner, legs spread, cock sticking up into the air.

"Miss Watson," I started, switching to my Voice.

Emma's eyes went wide and a smile formed on her lips.

"Yes sir?"

"You failed in your tasks yesterday." I said sternly.

"Did I sir?" Emma replied, confusion clear in her face.

"Come here and dry off."

Emma did as instructed. After she had towelled herself dry she stood in front me . I folded my own towel and laid it in front me.

"Kneel Miss Watson," I ordered.

She did and sat down demurely, her hands in her lap, head down.

"You really don't remember?"

"No sir, I really don't." Emma replied in a soft voice.

"Think about it for a second then." I answered as I got up and walked to the spa door and locked it from the inside prohibiting anyone else from coming in unannounced.

As I turned back to Emma, I noticed she had turned her head to watch me. As she noticed me turning she turned her head back as fast as she could, but I had noticed anyway. I sat back down next to her.

"Still no idea?" I asked in a soft voice.

Emma only shook her head. I tutted softly.

"Stand up Miss Watson." She did. "Come lie on my lap, ass up." Emma looked at me with big eyes but did as she was told. She lowered herself onto me and I moved her a bit so that her ass was positioned on top of my right leg, sticking up quite a bit. I put my hand on her buttocks and gently caressed them.

"Perhaps I should try to reawaken your memory." And with that I smacked her ass gently. A soft tap, that made more sound than it did cause pain. But Emma yelped nonetheless.

"I told you that any question I asked you had to be replied to by using the word 'sir', Miss Watson." Another slap, slightly harder this time, another yelp.

"Well?" I asked, slapping her again, hard enough this time to leave a small red welt on her buttocks.

"Yes sir, sorry sir, I forgot sir." Emma gasped, though I am sure I detected a small amount of pleasure in her voice. "Please forgive me sir."

With her last phrase I noticed she started clenching her thighs together. I slapped her again, solely on her right thigh. Emma's response was a clear combination of pain and pleasure this time. I left my hand on her thigh and moved my thumb in between her buttocks pulling them apart a bit. Her pink puckered asshole came into view for a second before I lifted my hand once more for another slap, this time focussing on her left thigh. Again Emma gasped in that sweet combination of pain and pleasure.

"Still no recollection of what it is that you forgot to do yesterday?" I asked as I started caressing her ass. My hand moved from her buttocks down to her things and downwards between her thighs. She opened her legs just a bit to allow me access before answering.

"I think I do sir, I failed to inform you of a safe-word sir."

"Correct Miss Watson," as I said this, my thumb touched her pussy lips. Emma moaned in pleasure and I felt an exhilarating combination of heat and wetness coming from between her pussy lips. I moved my hand closer to her pussy and moved my thumb upwards between her lightly engorged lips. My thumb became soaking wet from the juices she was creating and it glided smoothly towards her ass. I turned my hand slightly so that my middle finger came to rest on top of her clit and my thumb could easily touch both her vagina opening and rosebud between her cheeks. Emma inhaled sharply as I let my thumb rest for the moment on the soft sensitive skin between those two holes. I pressed my middle finger gently against her clit and she exhaled a sigh that told me she was becoming very horny very fast.

"So have you thought of something yet?" I asked as I started to massage her clit. Emma's first response was only to open her legs even more. I enjoyed the sight immensely. Two red cheeks, a pink puckered asshole between them that seemed to be winking at me each time her muscles contracted from my attention on her clit.

"I'm thinking about it, sir." Emma responded.

"Think fast Miss Watson, if you cum before you decide, I'll have you walk down to your suite wearing nothing but my cum on your face." As I said this I trusted my thumb forcefully into her pussy. The velvet softness of her insides was countered by the heat that engulfed my thumb. I felt my cock become rock hard beneath her and she must have felt it. She moaned and tried to think. But all she was able to do for now was enjoy the movement of my finger on her clit and the thrusting of my thumb in her pussy.

"How am I supposed to think like this... sir" Emma moaned, only adding the 'sir' as an afterthought. She started squirming in my lap, but I used my other hand to hold her firmly in place.

"I don't really care Miss Watson," I replied as I added my ring finger to the one already massaging her clit. I started applying more pressure on her most sensitive of places and Emma gasped in pleasure. I removed my thumb from her pussy and got a sigh in return.

"How about..." Emma started saying, but her words turned into another moan of pleasure as I moved my now completely soaked thumb towards her still virgin puckered hole. I coated her asshole with her own pussy juices and Emma only reacted by pushing her ass upwards against my thumb.

I chuckled.

"I'm still listening, Miss Watson."

"I've got one, sir" Emma started, but before she could continue I pressed my thumb against her rosebud, forcing her anus to open up before the tip of my thumb, simultaneously I increased the pace with which I was massaging her clit. Emma's moans became more insistent as her climax started building within her.

I eased the pressure on her ass and let her catch her breath for a second.

"Sir, it will be e..."

Again I pressed my thumb hard against her ass, entering her anal cavity just a bit more while continuing to massage her clit.

"Fuck, that's good... Sir, it will be ex..."

I continued my combined assault on her clit and ass. Making fast small circles on her clit applying enough pressure that I felt her weight on my legs diminish. I pressed my thumb deeper into her ass and felt her weight on my legs increase again. Emma gasped, her breathing becoming fast and erratic.

"Ex... Ex... Exp..." Every time Emma started to speak I would press my thumb against her puckered rose bud. Before she had tried speaking four times I had buried my thumb completely in her ass while still fingering her clit with as much force as I could muster. I felt my muscles in my lower arm become sore but I persisted.

"Expe... Sir, please... Expelli..." Emma tried to force the words between her moans and gasps for air. But by now I was simply fucking her ass with my thumb and she had a climax coming, a major one at that, so she was unable to fully utter the word she wanted to speak.

I felt her muscles starting to contract and I was sure she would cum within seconds. I eased the movement of my thumb just a bit but continued the massaging of her clit. My other hand I moved towards her left breast. As I grabbed her breast in my hand I moved my thumb over her hard nipple and knew by the way she started screaming her orgasm had taken her.

"Ex... Pell... I... Ar... Muuuuuuuuuuusssss" Emma screamed the word, one syllable at a time each time I combined a push of my thumb with a squeeze of her nipple. The fingers that were still massaging her clit received a gush of pearly cum from her pussy and Emma bucked all over my lap as an immensely powerful orgasm took hold of her.

As she came down from her high I gently removed my thumb from her ass and was pleasantly surprised to see it was completely clean. I continued softly massaging her clit and nipple as Emma's orgasm ran its final course through her body. She was panting hard, out of breath and still enjoying the explosion of passion that had wracked her body only seconds ago.

"Expelliarmus?" I asked while trying to hold in my chuckle. "Really, Emma?"

She just giggled in response.

I started caressing her buttocks that were still red from the spanking I had given her earlier. Emma sighed contently as she enjoyed the soft stroking I was giving her. After about a minute she climbed of and sat down next to me giving me a sloppy kiss on the mouth.

"It's appropriate, isn't it?" She asked while eying my still rock hard cock.

"It's the disarming spell, right?"

She nodded and looked around for the folded towel she had kneeled on earlier. She bent down from the sofa sticking her still dripping wet ass and pussy in my face. I got treated to a waft of pussy smelling deliciousness as she grabbed the towel from the floor. She refolded it and placed it again in between my feet. Again she bent over to do so and this time I couldn't resist. I grabbed her thighs, lifter her up so her knees went over my shoulders and buried my face into her pussy. It tasted as good as it smelled. I licked her hard and deep and all she did was moan and squeeze her things together. I put my arms around her waist and held on tight as I continued licking her pussy and ass. Suspended upside down as she was, she had my hard cock inches from her face.

She responded by placing her hands on my own thighs and lifting her head just a bit. A second later I felt heat around the tip of my cock followed soon by her tongue circling around my crown. She applied a lot of saliva it seemed as I felt it dribbling down my cock. When next I licked her from clit to asshole she lowered her head over my cock, taking as much as she could in one go. It felt superb. The superstar Emma Watson was sucking my cock once more, while hanging upside down, my face buried between her legs. I knew I couldn't keep this position much longer so I enjoyed every minute of it, lavishing myself with as much of her pussy juice as I could. But after less than a minute of her sucking my cock I had to lower her back onto the sofa. She released my cock with a soft pop and looked me in the eye.

"We will be doing some more of that mutual sucking, I really love it." Emma spoke with fire in her eyes, "I just felt bad I couldn't reach your ass with my mouth though."

My cock twitched at her last words and I smiled. She grinned and moved to her knees between my legs.

"Now then, where was I?"

Emma took my cock in her hand and softly started stroking it. Instead of taking my cock back into her mouth she now focused her attention on my balls. Licking them, then softly sucking them and back to licking them. She started moving her hand in a small rotation as she was stroking me, and moved her mouth back to the tip of my cock. As she placed her lips on my cock she winked at me. She slowed her stroking but as she moved down with her hand, so did her lips slide over my cock. She pushed her tongue against the bottom of my cock, sliding the slightly rough side of her tongue over my frenulum. Each time her hand moved back up in a twisting motion so did her mouth. She repeated the movement and whenever she went down she tried to take more of my cock into her mouth until she had it all between her lips, save for the part she still had in her hand. She now started bobbing in earnest, going up and down like a pornstar. Each time she bottomed out I felt something against the tip of my cock and I realized it must be her throat. And each time I did so, I heard her choke just a bit as she came up again. Streams of spit started to escape her mouth and started to cover first her hand, then my balls and finally even my ass. I opened my legs further. Emma moved her other hand underneath my own right thigh and pushed upwards. I lifted both my legs until my heels rested on the sofa, and Emma moved her left hand softly over my balls downwards to my own anus.

"You dirty little girl," I spoke, "what are you planning down there?"

Emma just kept on bobbing up and down on my cock, but she traced a single finger, I guessed it was her index finger, over my anus, this time coating my own puckered hole with her saliva. I groaned in pleasure and started to feel my own orgasm building. She applied just a bit of pressure on my anus with her finger and due to the fact that her finger was really tiny she just slipped the tip of it in there without much trouble.

"God Emma, what are you doing?" I asked, as I had never had anything moving down there in that direction. She just kept on sucking me and twirling her tongue around my cock. She applied a bit more pressure with her finger and moved it further up my ass. With the tip of her finger started she started making small 'come here' motions, pushing up just a bit. A shiver went up my spinal column; pure pleasure was being created around my cock and ass. The muscles in my own pubic area started to contract without my control as my own orgasm became more and more imminent. I laid back my head and all I could do was moan her name.

"Emma, Emma, Emma..."

She took it as encouragement to continue. She altered her bobbing up and down my cock to an alternating strong and soft sucking of my crown while she started stroking my cock with the rotating movements once again. Next she pushed her finger up in just a bit more. She touched my prostate through my ass and all my senses now centred on what she was doing there. I felt what would most likely be a real torrent of cum building at the base of my cock. Emma must have noticed something in my body language as she increased the pace of her jacking me off and applied just a tad more pressure on my prostate. It was too much to handle.

My orgasm exploded from my cock. A stream as large as any I had ever produced spurted from my cock into her hot mouth. She swallowed it all while she kept on licking my cock and tickling my prostate. A second spasm of muscles produced a second stream of cum, it flowed into her waiting mouth and again she swallowed. Each time she tickled my prostate my muscles contracted and produced more cum, the streams becoming less large as she continued but she kept on milking me. She kept the last few spurts in her mouth as she twirled her tongue around my crown which was becoming rapidly too sensitive for whatever she was doing. As I regained control of my senses and body I looked down as peered straight into her eyes. I saw something I couldn't quite place but I smiled and her eyes returned the smile. She gently removed her finger from my ass and released my cock now only holding the tip in her mouth. She did something with her hands before sitting up and releasing my cock from her mouth. I saw she still had a fairly large amount of cum in her mouth. She showed it to me and moved her tongue around in her mouth. She then closed her mouth and made a show of swallowing it all. She looked down and a final drop of cum was resting on my now rapidly deflating cock. She licked that clean as well and then climbed on top of me, settling on my lap with her knees on either side of me.




Guarding Emma Watson Pt. 03



"Where on earth did you learn to do these things?" I asked incredulous.

"As I said earlier, some pornstar named Sasha," Emma answered as she looked at me with an accomplished look on her face. "She performed in a number of videos and seemed to do all kinds of things and seemed to enjoy them all."

"I think I know who you speak of," I replied as the name Sasha Gray came to mind.

"There are some other things she did that I want to try though," Emma said as she moved forward and laid her head against my shoulder.

I moved my left hand around her and started to gently caress her side. She got goosebumps as I did so. So I grabbed another one of the clean towels and draped it around us while holding her against me.

Neither of us spoke for few minutes until my cell phone chimed again. I looked at it and noticed Emma's first appointment was due in an hour.

"We need to get going Emma," I spoke softly

"Hmm, can't I stay here for a while longer?" as she hugged me.

I chuckled as I hugged her back.

"So where do we go from here?" I asked.

"I've got a pretty tight schedule with the release of the movie coming up." Emma replied.

"So you'll be seeing the rest of the cast a lot?" I asked.

"Yes, why do you ask?"

"Perhaps..." I hesitated for a second and Emma lifted her head to look at me questioningly.

"Perhaps we could invite a friend over for dinner sometime?"

Emma moved to sit next to me and looked at me with a thoughtful look.

"What do you mean?" Emma asked with a bit of worry in her voice.

"Ehm, I mean dinner. You know a few drinks, some food, and pleasant conversation... those things. But somewhere without 25 other people present. Just some friends, having dinner."

Emma stood up and walked to her bathrobe and clothed herself. As she turned to face me I had followed her lead and was getting dressed myself. She seated herself on one of the dry sofas and watched me getting dressed.

"Pete," Emma started and waited for my attention.

I started buttoning my shirt and looked at her.

"Yes?"

"I... It's only been a few days since I broke up with Will, but it's not like he and I had anything serious going on the last few months..." Emma seemed to be unable to find her words. Something I was not really accustomed to. So I finished my shirt, gathered the towels in a heap, threw them in the box for cleaning and moved towards her. As I stood before her I squatted before her and looked into her eyes.

"Hey, I'm YOUR bodyguard Emma, before anything else; it's my job to look out for YOU. And all of this," I gestured towards the room. "All of this is extra. So please, if there is anything I can do for you..."

Emma turned her eyes away from me and nodded.

"Let's just go back to the suite; Luke will want me to be ready soon."

I rose and offered her my hand. She took it and I squeezed a bit. She returned the squeeze and walked to the door.

*****

Four days later I followed Emma into the lift, it was almost midnight and the past days had been packed with social events, interviews, appearances and everything else that came with being a star in a new blockbuster. As usual Emma had shown her broad smile at each of the events, but I had noticed her energy draining away as she was being lived by events. As we ascended to her suite I checked the upcoming scheduled events. I noticed Emma would have a night off two days from now. As we entered the suite I busied myself with making our regular evening drink and Emma changed into her night attire. Her regular rugby jersey combined with a comfortable robe, accidentally the same she had worn to the spa a few days earlier.

We sat down on the couch and I started rubbing her feet as per usual. She sipped from the rum-coke and sighed as she closed her eyes.

"You have an evening off the day after tomorrow Emma" I started.

"And?" she replied while hiding her yawn behind her hand.

"I was thinking you could call a friend and invite her to dinner." I suggested.

"And where would we go? Here in the suite? Again staying cooped up inside?" Emma's voice sounded almost like a whine. It was high time she got some time off to recharge the batteries.

"I know a pub not too far from here. It's dark, there are several more or less hidden booths where you could sit and have a quiet meal. If I place myself correctly nobody would even be able to see you. I'm sure I can clear it with Luke."

She looked up at me and for the first time in two days her eyes lit up.

"That would be very nice, Pete." Emma grabbed her phone and started to text immediately.

I continued to rub her feet as she finalized the details with whomever she was texting.

"Bonnie will be here around 7." Emma said finally.

"Who?" I asked curiously.

"Bonnie Wright, I'm sure you know her. She plays the role of Ginny. You met her at the dinner some days ago." Emma replied. 

I nodded but my face clearly depicted my questions for explanation.

"I already said we had gotten quite close, didn't I?"

"Should I be worried, is she a lesbian?" I asked with a chuckle.

"I think she's bi to be honest. I don't even know if she has any experience at all being with a woman, or any experience at all for that matter. Perhaps we can figure that out the day after tomorrow?" Emma said and winked at me. "We did some minor stuff together already, but nothing serious."

"Would you like it if she played along with our game?"

Emma just smiled before answering. "Wouldn't you?"

"Great, I'll make sure we get a table." I took a sip from my drink as Emma did the same. "There's something else I want to talk to you about."

Emma got a frown on her face.

"Should I be worried?" She asked.

I shook my head and grabbed my own phone opening the email concerning the wedding in Belgium in a few weeks.

"I've been invited to a friend's wedding in a few weeks. I haven't seen him or the rest of the gang in almost 10 years. And I wanted to know if I could get the time off to go to the stag night and wedding."

"Where is the wedding?" Emma asked as she sipped from her drink again.

"Belgium. The stag night is in two weeks, Saturday starting at noon until Sunday morning. The wedding is two weeks later."

"Belgium?"

"I was born there remember? I only left Belgium after I had gotten my degree and began to work as a bodyguard."

"What's the plan for the stag night?" Emma asked.

"I don't know yet, I'm sure I can get the details if needed. But I assume it's something silly during the day, followed by dinner, drinks and going to a club where we meet the girls."

Emma placed her now empty glass back on the table and moved towards me. It was the first sign of anything but professional contact we had had in four days. She snuggled against me and I lifted my arm to embrace her.

"I'm sure we can arrange something in my schedule." Emma asked as she placed her head on my shoulder.

I wasn't entirely sure if what she was saying was what I hoped she was saying, but given the carnal pleasures in which we had indulged ourselves the past week, I decided to take the risk.

"Emma, would you like to come with me to the wedding?"

I felt more than I say Emma smile. She inhaled deeply as she snuggled closer to me.

"What do you mean?" She asked, clearly fishing for something.

"I mean, would you, Emma Watson, like to come with me to a wedding as my date?"

Emma sighed and moved so she could look me in the eye.

"Pete, I would love to be your date for that wedding." Emma's smile was as lively as it had been. "On one condition though."

I raised my eyebrows but kept silent.

"I want to come with you to that club."

"I see." I answered, a bit worried about security in a club. "How about I check where we will be going and make sure I can guarantee your safety there and the absence of any nosy reporters."

I already started thinking about how I would arrange safety measures when something else hit me.

"Wait..." and I looked back at Emma. "Are you willing to let other see that we have something else going on besides a working professional relationship?"

"It's what I wanted to say the other day in the spa, Pete. It's been a long time since I have felt this good and safe with somebody. I don't know how I would describe my feelings for you, but they go way beyond bodyguard and client... And no, I don't want to start singing 'I will always love you' or something, but..." Emma just sat there looking at me for a second.

"Yeah, I'm willing to go there and let those people know we have something extra. Just don't let Luke know, ok? He'll start whining about press releases and an arranged paparazzi photograph or something."

I grinned like a 16-year old boy who just got told by the most gorgeous girl in class that she likes him. I grabbed Emma rather forcefully and pressed my lips against hers. She squeaked for a second before reciprocating my kiss.

"I'll get started on the arrangements," I said as I released her but didn't get further as Emma jumped me and gave me kiss back. Before things could get heated I pushed her away and informed her that the next day would be packed and she needed her sleep.

"Spoilsport!" and she stuck out her tongue at me before moving to her bedroom.

I replied to the email asking for a telephone number so I could call and arrange details. I mentioned I would bring a date, but didn't say anything about her identity. I received an answer almost immediately with his phone number. I dialled. 

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We spoke for about five minutes before we got to the details of the stag night. It seemed we would be doing a paintball thing, followed by a 'cantus' after which we would have dinner at a decent restaurant. The club we would be going to would be the club owned by Frank, the groom to be. I immediately felt a whole lot better. I knew Frank to be a stand-up guy and I was sure I could come to some arrangement with him regarding security. If I remembered correctly the club was called the 'Vampire Lounge' and was known for a couple of good things: large secluded booths, very good music and discreet waiters.

As I finished my call with Tim, Emma peeked out of her bedroom.

"Pete?" I looked up at Emma's voice.

"Would you... I would like it if you slept with me. Just sleep I promise!"

I chuckled and nodded. I disrobed and took a very quick shower and less than ten minutes later we lay in bed together. I only had my boxers on and Emma was only clad in the rugby jersey, but for now cuddling seemed to be the only thing on her mind. I didn't mind and explained to her the details about stag night.

The next day as Emma was doing her eleventeenth interview I made arrangements to sleep in a very decent hotel not too far from the Vampire Lounge club. I made the reservation under my name to ensure discretion.

***** 

"Pete, I'm going to take a bath now." Emma called from her room. It was around five in the afternoon and at seven Bonnie was supposed to show up and we would be going out together.

"All right Em," I responded before going back to my reading.

A minute later I was again interrupted as the phone rang.

"Hello, this is Pete."

"Hello sir, this is the reception. We have a visitor here to see you."

"I'm not really expecting anyone, did he give a name?" I asked.

"She says she's called Bonnie and she wants to talk to you in private."

"I'll come down, please offer her something to drink."

"Will do sir, have a nice day!"

I turned towards Emma's room as I wondered why Bonnie had come so early. And she wanted to talk to me?

I informed Emma I would be going down for a bit to take care of some stuff. If Bonnie wanted to talk to me in private, I gathered she didn't want Emma to know about it. I informed Emma I would be locking the suite's door so she wouldn't be bothered.

As I entered the bar I didn't see anyone at first. The bartender however noticed me and pointed towards the farthest corner from the door. I ordered a diet coke and made my way over to Bonnie, who had apparently died her hair fiery red. It made her look radiant. Her hair framed her pale face, giving her an almost angelic appearance. Her blue eyes captured the light from one of the spots around her and they sparkled, only augmenting her radiance. No real detectable make-up and she was still wearing her coat buttoned up almost to her chin. She looked rather lovely I had to admit.

"Hey Bonnie," I said softly as I approached her. "May I?" I indicated the spot next to her.

"Please, and thank you for seeing me." She replied.

"No problem. What can I do for you?"

Bonnie blushed and took a big swig from her drink. I noticed she had ordered a rum and coke.

"Well ehm," Bonnie almost stuttered as she began to speak. "Look, if I may a complete fool of myself here, would you please, PLEASE don't tell Emma about this?"

She looked up at me with pleading eyes.

"Sure Bonnie, as long as it doesn't bring any danger or problems for Emma, I'll be discreet."

Bonnie swallowed again, took a deep breath and another swig from her drink. I noticed it was almost empty so I waved to the bartender to get her another. The bartender had just placed my own drink on a tray and swiftly started to prepare another drink for Bonnie.

"I have been thinking about the other night," Bonnie started, staring at her glass. "The way Emma was behaving, what happened in the hallway to the restrooms and most of all what you said to me."

She looked up at me but I kept silent. Trying not to disclose my thoughts though I was beginning to get an idea of where this was going.

"You asked me something there," Bonnie said still looking at me, "'Perhaps you would like to play along, Miss Wright?' you said."

I nodded and made a non-committing affirmative sound.

"And Emma seemed to be following some sort of command you had given her..." Bonnie's voice faltered and she took another swig from her drink, finishing it. The next words came out in a rush, as if she desperately wanted to say them, but feared she would lose the nerve to do so.

"I think Emma and you are playing some sort of game where she obeys you and you command her."

Bonnie looked at me and I just raised my eyebrows, challenging her to continue.

She started to talk again but was interrupted by the arrival of our drinks. I thanked the bartender who gave us a bit of a funny look but said nothing. I took a sip and Bonnie just twirled her straw around for a second until the bartender had retreated behind the bar.

"Look, I just know Emma is loving it. The way she radiated pleasure, the way she talks about this new guy she met... I know it's you, it has to be!"

"What's your point, Bonnie?" I asked softly.

"My point? I guess, I... I want in, Sir." The way she spoke the word "Sir", clearly capitalizing it, told me she really did have a pretty good idea of what was going on between Emma and me. I thought back to my conversation with Emma about Bonnie we had two days ago and smiled inwardly, trying hard not to let it show on my face.

"You want in," I spoke looking into her eyes.

"If that's ok with you and Emma," Bonnie looked back at me.

"Why?"

"Because... I'm like her I guess. I love Emma, not like a lover. I mean, like a lover, but... I want her, I mean I love to get... aaagh why is this so hard?"

I chuckled softly which earned me a stomp on my arm from Bonnie.

"Don't you mock me!" She spoke fiercely.

I held up my hands in a defensive manner.

"Can we speak frankly to each other for a second?" I asked.

"Haven't I been frank enough yet?" She asked, clearly embarrassed.

"Good point I guess." I answered. "Look, what Emma and I have is something that is based on trust. Complete trust and honesty. IF we allow you to join in, you will have to obey the exact same rules as Emma does. You would be on the same level as she is when we are playing. Would you be willing to accept these terms?"

"What level are you talking about? And what rules?" Bonnie asked with a questioning look in her eyes.

"I assume your discretion is assured as well in this?" I asked.

"Obviously."

"Whenever I address Emma as 'Miss Watson', it means I want to start playing the game. She can start it as well by addressing me as 'Sir', just like you did earlier."

She nodded and wanted to talk, but I held up my hand indicating I wanted to talk some more.

"When the game is on, it's rather simple. She does exactly what I tell her to. Down to the letter. If she doesn't obey or breaks any of my commands, I get to punish her. She has a safe word she can use to stop the game at any time, or she calls me 'Pete' again, which indicates she wants a temporary relief from the game." I continue talking, looking at her face for any sign indicating she's not comfortable with this. "We have agreed that I don't give her any commands that endanger her image or social status. And any situation that involves others is discussed beforehand."

I notice Bonnie's eyes glaze over for a second and her hand falls in her lap. She tries to discreetly adjust her coat but I notice that all she's doing is actually rubbing her breast a bit with her arm and with her hand in her lap she presses down on her mound.

"Miss Wright, you really want in, don't you?" I ask, switching to my Voice.

She shivers as I talk to her like this and doesn't look at me when she answers in a hoarse voice.

"God yes, Sir, please."

"Bonnie, I need an answer though." I switched back to my regular voice which made her look up at me. "Do you agree to follow the same rules? Do you agree to be put on the same level as Emma when we are playing? Do you agree to follow my commands the same way Emma does?"

"When can we start?" she asks in response. A broad grin appears on her face and her eyes shine in anticipation.

I laugh out loud as I enjoy the eagerness this redhead displays.

"Eager aren't you?" I say. "Is that way you are rubbing your pussy right now?"

She blushes as she yanks her hand up from between her legs.

I take another drink from my coke as she does the same from her own drink.

"Do you have anything you really don't want to do?" I ask.

"Well, I don't have all that much experience besides the regular stuff to be honest."

"Have you given a blowjob?"

She blushes at the directness of my question but nods just the same.

"Swallowed?"

Another nod.

"Anal?"

"Never done it before, but I did like it when Emma played with my bottom. I also love to stick a finger up my ass when I masturbate though."

I didn't expect this response so my eyes widen just a bit. She giggles.

"What else have you done with Emma?"

"Nothing much to be honest, she just caressed my bottom as we lay naked next to each other."

"I guess we have some things to start with," I finish my coke. "Are you comfortable with using toys?"

"I haven't had a boyfriend in quite some time, so yes, I do know how to use toys."

"Good. We'll go up to Emma's suite now and I'll show you what toys you will be using tonight."

She looks up at me, a bit startled at my words.

"Tonight?" Her voice cracks a bit as she poses the question.

"Why not?" I ask innocently.

"I guess..."

"You are going to seduce Emma tonight, Miss Wright." I state as I switch to my Voice once again. "Emma will be our toy to play with and if you're a good girl I'll even let you cum tonight as well."

"Yes Sir," Bonnie answers.

"Let's go upstairs then."

We make our way to Emma's suite and once I open the door I let Bonnie in. She takes off her coat and I can finally appreciate what she's wearing.

A black dress, open back, close fitting around her figure and the colour of her hair is a nice contrast with the black dress. Her dress has two slim shoulder straps that go down to broaden over her breasts. She's not wearing a bra and I can see her nipples poking through the fabric of her dress.




Guarding Emma Watson Pt. 03



"You look stunning, Bonnie." She smiles at the compliment.

I make my way to Emma's room and listen to try and figure out what's she's doing. I hear a blow dryer buzzing and I'm assuming she's drying her hair.

I motion for Bonnie to follow me and I make my way to my own room.

Once there I open the drawer with my collection of toys.

I take out the remote controlled ben wa balls and the leather panties which come with a set of vibrators. I pick a small egg-shaped vibrator and attach it to the panties. I test them all and find the batteries are still fully charged.

As I turn to Bonnie I see she's flushed, the redness in her pale cheeks is almost as fiery as her hair.

"Miss Wright, do you know what these are?" I ask holding up the ben wa balls.

"Yes, Sir." Bonnie replies.

"Good, you'll be wearing them tonight. Wait here."

I see Bonnie swallow but I feel she's eager to try them on.

I make my way to my own bathroom and rinse any dust from the toys before returning to my room. Bonnie hasn't moved.

"Here, put them in." I hand her the ben wa balls.

She turns around and bends over slightly to put them in. I smile at her discretion in turning around but don't mention it since I'm appreciated the shape of her butt through her dress. As Bonnie slips in the first ball she can't help but let out a minute moan. Adding the second ball triggers another moan. She straightens and fixes her dress before turning around and facing me again.

"Still a bit shy, aren't you Miss Wright?" I ask with a smile.

She just blushes.

I don't tell her about the remote controlled vibration I can add to the ben wa balls.

"Let's go see if Emma is ready yet."

She nods and we make our way back to the sitting area in the suite. I can see she's already enjoying the ben wa balls just walking around, so I walk a bit closer to her.

"Miss Wright, no cumming until I say so," I whisper right behind her.

"Yes sir," she replies.

I make my way to Emma's bedroom and knock before entering. Emma is sitting in front of her vanity, her hair is dry by now and she's applying her make up. She's wearing a red loose skirt, a white tank top and a black vest. She looks nothing like the diva she sometimes is when walking the red carpet, but the innocence she displays in this casual wear is all the more appealing to me.

"Hey Pete," Emma says.

"Hey Emma," I respond as I make my way over to her and give her a soft kiss just behind her ear. She moves her head to rest against mine for a second.

"You up for playing some tonight, or do you want to go easy?" I ask her, hoping for a positive answer.

"Yes, I need some play time. I just hope we don't scare away Bonnie."

"Very well, Miss Watson," I switch to my voice, she responds by sitting up straight and looking at me through her mirror. "You will wear these tonight."

I hand her the leather panties with the egg-shaped clitoris stimulator. She looks at me and I see a fire starting in her eyes. Without a word she stands up and takes off her panties from beneath her red skirt. They're black, thong shaped and wouldn't have hidden anything but her outer labia when worn. I notice they have a small wet spot though.

"Have you been playing with yourself, Miss Watson?" I ask rather sternly.

"Just a bit, Sir." Emma's reply is accompanied by lowering her eyes.

"Perhaps I should add a butt plug for punishment then?"

Emma's eyes open wide in shock as she looks up at me. She tries to answer but fails to come up with words. I don't really know how she stands against something entering her assumingly still virgin ass hole.

"That would be... new, Sir." Emma hesitates just a second before finishing her sentence.

"I'll go easy on you, since we're going out with Bonnie." I turn around and make my way back to the door. "She's waiting for you by the way."

Emma nods and puts on the leather panties, adjusting the little vibrator to make sure it's comfortable. As soon as I notice her sitting down again, I open the door and activate Emma's vibrator to start buzzing at the lowest setting. I hear her sigh as I close the door behind me.

I make my way to my now favourite chair and lean over to Bonnie who is fidgeting in her seat.

"Here's the deal Miss Wright, you can cum as soon as you're able to make Emma cum tonight." I await her response.

She just nods and tries to find another way to sit in her couch.

"The balls not that comfortable?" I ask.

"On the contrary, Sir." Bonnie replies, her face flush with her excitement.

A few minutes later Emma emerges from her bedroom and squeals, giggles and hugs ensue. We don't dawdle around and make our way to the bar.

-

The seating arrangement are quite to my liking in the bar. We have a round table in a booth. It's snug enough that we can talk privately but just roomy enough for us all to sit comfortably. During our trip here I had turned off Emma's vibrator once again but I did notice that Bonnie was becoming more and more aroused. Her nipples were hard as rock and it seemed they were quite long. Her not wearing a bra made it all too obvious in what state she was in as she took of her coat. Emma's eyes went wide as she noticed.

Once we sat down I didn't really register much of the conversation between the two friends. What I did keep an eye though was their body language. It was quite obvious these two were very comfortable around each other. I decided to up the game.

Every time Bonnie touched Emma, I would give Emma a burst of vibration on her clit. The first time I did this Emma gasped slightly and turned her head towards me for a second. I felt her right hand on my left leg and she tried to pinch me. However when she did so, I raised the intensity of vibration immediately. I saw Bonnie looking at me with a twinkle in her eye and I decided she was having way too much fun at the expense of Emma. So I looked at Bonnie with a smile on my face and turned on the vibration of her ben wa balls.

Her reaction was everything I had hoped for. She jumped, bringing her hand to her mouth so fast I didn't even see it move. She bit down on her finger to keep from moaning or screaming or making any sound whatsoever. I winked at her as soon as she was able to open her eyes again.

"May I be excused for a moment, please." Bonnie said as she moved towards the restroom.

"She KNOWS! Doesn't she?" Emma asked as she moved her head closer to mine once Bonnie had gone through the door.

"Yeah," I chuckled. "She knows and she's wearing your ben wa balls."

"You've both been playing with me the entire time?"

"Want some pay back on her?" I ask as I give her a soft kiss on her mouth.

"Can I?"

"Well since she's been playing with you for some time, I only think it's fair if you can play with her a bit."

I take out the remote control for the ben wa balls and hand it over to Emma.

"She can't cum until you have gotten at least one orgasm." I stated.

Emma's smile is indication enough, but if I had any doubts as to the fact that she was going to love this, she erased them by placing her hand on my cock and squeezing.

"I'm going to make her squirm, Sir." Emma said with a wicked grin on her face.

As soon as Bonnie sat down again, I knew I was in for a treat. Emma apparently had raised the vibration on the ben wa balls to the burst setting. Bonnie's reaction was to almost jump out of her seat to which Emma smiled and looked at her.

"What's wrong sweetie?"

"Nothing, eh, I eh... I stubbed my knee." Came Bonnie's reply.

"Want me to kiss and make it better?" Emma asked innocently.

I had trouble not laughing out loud.

"I would like a kiss yes, but not there." Bonnie looked into Emma's eyes. It became apparent that Bonnie was having a hard time not cumming right there and then.

Emma leaned over to Bonnie, showing her that she too wanted to get more frisky and their lips met. Softly at first, almost as if they were tasting each other. I raised Emma's vibration setting another notch and a moan escaped Emma's lips. Bonnie took this as her cue to jump into a full blown French kiss. She even brought up her right hand to cup a feel on Emma's left breast. Another moan escaped Emma's lips.

It seemed they were caught up in the moment. Emma began softly stroking Bonnie's breasts as well and they kept on kissing. I noticed that Bonnie's breathing became ragged and she kept on shutting her eyes and trying to concentrate. Apparently her stimulation was getting the better of her.

Emma released Bonnie's lips and moved to whisper something in her ear while simultaneously pinching both of Bonnie's nipples. The whisper was loud enough for me to hear.

"Cum for me, you little slut. You know you want to and I know your nipples are extremely sensitive right now. I want you to cum right. Now." And with that Emma pinched and twisted Bonnie's nipples.

Bonnie lost it. She shuddered and gasped as an orgasm wracked through her body. She threw back her head and moaned. Emma planted a soft kiss in Bonnie's neck and let go of her nipples but kept on fondling the redheads breasts. It seemed to me that they had done this before since this was exactly what Bonnie needed to ride out her orgasm.

I figured Emma had had her fun so I turned up the vibration on her pussy to full force as well. Emma gasped and jumped. This ended Bonnie's orgasms and she looked at me then Emma and back to me.

I just grinned as I noticed that the situation dawned on Bonnie. She had not followed my command. She had cum before Emma did. She knew I knew and she realized I would be punishing her later on. I turned off Emma's vibration completely for now.

Emma started giggling as she sat back to lean against the seat. Bonnie looked back at Emma, still flushed from her orgasm, still enjoying the afterglow of her release. Emma placed the remote control for the ben wa balls on the table before her. Bonnie's eyes went wide.

"You played me?" Bonnie said.

"Off course," I answered with a wide grin. "You and me were playing Emma, and I told you, you would always be on the same level as Emma during our play time. So I thought it only fair, Emma could play you as well."

"It seems you failed to obey your command, didn't you Bonnie?" Emma asked her friend with an equally wide smile.

Bonnie sat back and after a second she began to laugh.

"Oh I'm so going to love this." She said as she leaned over to Emma to give her another kiss.

"How about we stop playing for now and just enjoy our meal?" I suggested.

The girls smiled and for a second I noticed disappointment in both of their eyes, but I really wanted to get something to eat before we got back at the hotel.

-

The rest of the meal and ride back to the hotel was uneventful. Once we reached the suite however, Emma decided to start the game once more.

"Bonnie, do you need to go back to your own hotel tonight?"

"Not really. I have an interview for some local radio station at two in the afternoon though."

"Good," Emma turned to me and took of her black vest. Leaving her in her loose red skirt and white tank top. "Sir, I would like a snack before turning in. Do you have something to feed me?"

Her words, with the dirty connotation, had their desired effect. The mood in the suite changed immediately from light to laden with sexual tension.

I turned to face the girls and saw that both of them had a hungry stare in their eyes. "Very well, Miss Watson. Take Miss Wright to your bathroom and clean yourselves up. Make sure you're clean enough to eat from." I turned towards my own bedroom. Before I reached my door however, I looked over my shoulder to see them reaching for Emma's bedroom door. "And no cumming for either of you."

I smiled to myself wondering how they would react to seeing each other's toys. So I took a quick shower, making equally sure I was clean enough for any type of play that might ensue. I didn't bother getting dressed and just put on a robe as I made my way back to Emma's room. I took along a few toys, including a butt plug and a double vibrator. Entering I could still hear the shower running so I made myself comfortable in a chair I had placed at the foot of the bed. A small table was placed beside the chair and I laid out the toys on the table. I went through Emma's night stand and took out the bottle of lube she had stashed there and started warming it up in my hands.

A few minutes later the girls emerged from the bathroom, both naked as the day they were born. It was the first time I saw Bonnie naked and I wasn't at all disappointed with what I saw. She was almost an exact copy of Emma. Their hips to waist ratio was almost identical and both of them had clearly been training since they had nice and flat tummies. The one difference was that Emma's breasts where just a bit larger than Bonnie's. But to counter this, Bonnie's nipples were simply awesome. Pink, hard and almost as long as the tip of my own index finger they seemed stiff enough to cut glass. And thinking back to our dinner it seemed Bonnie's nipples were extremely sensitive. Looking down again I noticed Bonnie was also completely shaven. Her skin just a bit paler than Emma's, Bonnie's labia where however a shade darker pink than Emma's. They were also a lot bigger. I was pretty sure Bonnie wouldn't ever be able to wear a tight fitting bathing suit or yoga pants since she would have an epic camel toe in either of them. I felt myself harden beneath my robe as I started anticipating the things we would be doing tonight.

"Bonnie," I started, "Just to be clear, Emma and I have been tested for any sort of disease so we can screw around without condoms. I don't have any here and since you haven't been tested yet, I hope you don't mind I won't be penetrating you today."

"Told you he was a perfect gentleman, didn't I?" came Emma's response.

"Yeah you did." Bonnie replied to Emma before looking back at me. "Emma told me about the tests, I'm fine with them. We already made an appointment with Emma's gynaecologist for me tomorrow evening."

"Good, now that's settled," I leaned back into my comfortable chair before continuing. "Miss Wright, Miss Watson, come here please." I had switched to my Voice with the command.

They both grinned before entering in there submissive role. They came over to me swiftly and stood before me. Both had their hands chastely together before their sexes.

"I trust you didn't cum?" I asked both of them. A shake of their heads told me they hadn't.

"Very well then, Miss Wright, since you still need to be punished, I want you to lie down over my knees, ass up."

Bonnie's eyes went wide and Emma's mouth opened just enough to let her tongue out with which she licked her lips.

"Do not make me tell you again, Miss Wright." I looked sternly at her, but had to fight myself to not just jump the both of them. They looked so good and I was getting really horny really fast.

Bonnie came to stand on my left and laid down over my knees. Her nipples pressed into my left leg and her ass was sticking up on top of my right leg.

"The safe word is 'Expelliarmus', Miss Wright and if you laugh at that, I'll let Emma spank you as well." I placed my hand softly on her naked ass. Her cheeks were even paler than the rest of her but they felt soft and firm to my touch. I even felt a very light tremor going through her as I caressed her bottom for a second.

I waited for the right time when Bonnie exhaled a breath before slapping her a first time. It was a rather hard slap covering both her cheeks and instead of yelping Bonnie gasped for air. I followed my slap with soft stroking, but the discoloration on her cheeks came through fast enough. It seemed I had to take care to not hurt her. I continued to caress her, letting my fingers roam between the crack of her cheeks and I felt her leg-muscles contract ever so slightly as I neared her puckered rose bud. It seemed almost as if she wanted to spread her legs.

"Tell me, Miss Wright," I asked softly, "do you like to be spanked?"

"Not particularly, Sir." Bonnie answered.

"I see, but you accept this as punishment for not obeying my command earlier?"

"Yes Sir."

"Good girl, now then, do you enjoy my fingers between your cheeks?" I continued stroking between her cheeks with the tips of my fingers and once again I felt a very minor movement of her legs.

"Yes Sir," came Bonnie's soft reply. Her voice laden with arousal.

"You want to open your legs, don't you?" I asked as I moved my hand lover on her legs. "You want to open your legs and expose your pussy and bottom to me like a little slut, don't you?"

"I'm just so horny Sir, I want to cum so badly. Emma has fingered me close to orgasm three times while we were cleaning ourselves up in the shower."

"Did you now," I said as I gave her another slap on her ass. Her ass was already completely red from the two slaps I had given her and I decided not to continue with this. So I changed tactics.

"Miss Watson," I said as I looked up at Emma for the first time since Bonnie had lain down on my legs. I saw Emma was horny as hell. She was standing with her feet apart at shoulder width and I could clearly see pearls of pussy juice slowly gliding down her legs from between her pussy lips.

"Yes Sir," came Emma's reply in a half moan.

"Did Bonnie return the favour in the shower?"

"She did Sir, and she's so good at it."

"Very well then, come over here, Miss Watson," and I pointed to my right so she would be standing behind Bonnie.

Emma moved behind Bonnie and I motioned for her to kneel which brought her face level with Bonnie's ass. It gave her a clear view of Bonnie's ass and I'm assuming Bonnie's engorged labia were clearly visible as well.

"Lick her ass Emma," I ordered as I moved both my hands to Bonnie's cheeks, spreading them for Emma. Bonnie assisted the movement by spreading her legs on her own accord. Something I didn't mind all that much. The smell emanating from between her legs was intoxicating the say the least. It was heavier than what I had smelled from Emma's pussy, but I loved it all the same.

"Just her ass Emma," I said as Emma placed her hands on Bonnie's thighs and moved to give her friend a long lick from pussy to ass. "She's still being punished."

"Ok Sir," came Emma's reply and she stuck out her tongue and touched Bonnie's rose bud. Bonnie's reaction was as I hoped it would be. She gasped and her puckered ass hole twitched at the touch of Emma's tongue.

"Now tease her, make her squirm." I ordered Emma. "If you can get her to beg for release, I'll let her eat your pussy until you cum while I eat hers until she comes."

"God yes," Bonnie said, "Emma, please eat my ass. Make me your ass bitch!"

It seemed Bonnie was a bit more kinky than I had anticipated. Emma however took it all in strides and started licking Bonnie's ass like a woman possessed. I decided to help Emma out a bit and moved my own hands around Emma's face down towards Bonnie's pussy. As soon as I touched Bonnie's labia I felt heat and moisture covering my hand. It was clear to me that Bonnie was already ready for whatever we wanted to do later on.

I moved two fingers around Bonnies outer labia and pinched them softly together. Bonnie's response was enjoyable to say the least. She moaned and pushed her ass further on Emma's face.

"Oh that's so nice," Bonnie spoke. "please Sir, can I cum? I'm so close."

"It seems, Miss Watson, that Miss Wright is already begging for release."

Emma didn't respond but continued her assault on Bonnie's now completely soaked ass hole.

"Stand up Emma and go lie down on the bed. On your back, legs spread as wide as you can."

I waited for Emma to do as I said, she looked back at me as she crawled on the bed and I saw a hunger in her eyes. She wanted this. She needed this. She had to find release from the stress she had felt the last days, and I was going to make sure she got her release.




Guarding Emma Watson Pt. 03



"Miss Wright, I want you to crawl between Emma's legs and lick her to orgasm. Do so in a fashion that has your ass up in the air as high as possible while spreading your legs enough for me to eat your pussy."

Bonnie almost jumped to it. She placed her knees on the bed and bent over, crawling forwards until I assumed she had her nose buried between Emma's outer pussy lips. Emma let out a gasp as soon as Bonnie started licking and brought her hands up on top of the redhead's head, grabbing her hair.

"Ladies, this isn't a race. Enjoy each other, let it come naturally." I said as I made my way behind Bonnie. I knelt at the foot of the bed and told them to scoot down until I said stop. They did as told and had them move until Bonnie's knees were resting on the edge of the bed, her ass up close and personal with my face. I inhaled her sweet musky aroma and dived into it myself.

As soon as I started lapping Bonnie's pussy and ass I heard Emma's moans start up as well indicating Bonnie had also resumed her oral assault on Emma's pussy. I started concentrating on my own job at hand though and moved my tongue in long strong licks. I pushed my way between her outer labia with my tongue and was rewarded with a taste of her nectar straight from the source. It was as heavy and musky in taste as it was in smell. I lapped it up as if it was the source of all life on earth. Bonnie started pushing back against me, as if asking me to stick my tongue in even deeper. I added my right hand to the fun. Starting with a soft stroke over her pussy, I quickly started petting her clitoris with my fingers. I felt a shudder go through Bonnie and I knew she wouldn't be lasting much longer. Though I still wanted to play out one more ace. I stopped licking for a second and pushed my index finger into her pussy. It slid in easily, her pussy walls soft and silky around my finger, her juices coating my hand.

"Miss Wright, you do know Miss Watson also loves it when you lick her ass, don't you?"

I heard a surprised moan and was surprised to find it emanating from Bonnie, apparently she didn't know! She recovered from her surprise rather fast though and within seconds I heard Emma groan.

"Oh Bonnie, I'm so close to cumming. Don't stop. Yes, lick it." Emma's voice was attaining a higher pitch, a clear indication her orgasm was near. "Your fingers feel so good Bonnie, don't stop, press harder!"

I felt I should try to get their orgasms as close together as possible so I continued my own oral assault. I bent my neck just a bit until I could force my tongue around my own fingers and start licking Bonnie's clitoris once again. I turned my arm around so I was now coming from over her ass with my finger in her pussy and started licking Bonnie in a steady rhythm.

It didn't take long for Emma's moans and shrieks to reach orgasmic heights.

"Bonnie, I'm going to... Yes... Yes... Oh yes... I'm cumming, I'm... Bonniiiiiiiieeeee," and with that Emma came. She was pulling Bonnie's face into her pussy with all her might, pulling on Bonnie's hair to force the redhead to continue her tongue magic.

At that point I removed my finger from Bonnie's pussy and moved it to Bonnie's rosebud. A single touch was all it took for Bonnie to react and push her ass to my finger. I pressed my finger against her puckered little hole. It gave way immediately and I felt Bonnie shudder and her muscles contract. I started to assault her clitoris again with my tongue. Each time I licked her, I applied a bit more pressure on her ass, pushing my finger in a bit more.

Emma was panting but recovering rather swiftly from her orgasm. Apparently she really wanted to see what I was doing to her friend. She scooted out from around Bonnie's head and sat down on her knees besides her friend.

"Do you mind if I assist you in letting her cum, Sir?" Emma asked as she eyed my finger sitting knuckle deep into her friends ass.

I just shook my head in reply as I continued licking Bonnie's pussy. I felt she was getting closer and I didn't want to break pace.

Suddenly I felt more than heard Bonnie gasp. A quick glance up told me Emma had placed her hand on one of Bonnie's breasts and had placed her other hand on Bonnie's ass close to my own hand. When Emma started pinching Bonnie's nipple I knew the redhead would be cumming any second.

I placed my other hand close to her pussy as I plunged my tongue into her vagina as far as I could. I started moving my finger in Bonnie's ass slightly in and out and with my other hand I put pressure on Bonnie's clitoris. Bonnie was powerless against the combined assault of Emma and myself. A series of profanities emerged from the mouth of this innocent looking twenty year old woman.

"Fuck fuck fuck fuck, yes, deeper, stick it deeper in my ass... Oh God YES! I'm cumming. Fuck fuck fuck fuck, fuuuuuuuck."

And with that Bonnie came. I felt her ass contract around my finger, I felt a stream of juice coming from her pussy and her entire body shook and shuddered with the power of her orgasm. She bent her back down and pushed her ass and pussy backwards as hard as she could. And then it was over and she fell forward, panting hard.

I had moved my hand with my finger buried in her ass forward as well, so now I gently removed it from her ass. The last part was however forcefully pulled out as Emma grabbed me for a kiss. Not so much a kiss as an assault of her tongue. It seemed Emma wanted to lick every drop of pussy juice from my face. She pretty much succeeded and ended with in fact a French kiss where she pushed her tongue against my own and battled for domination for almost a minute.

When Emma released me Bonnie was still recovering.

"You broke her, Pete." Emma said, giggling.

"Never... Came... So... Hard... Before... In... My... Life..." Bonnie spoke, clearly still out of breath.

I stood up and grabbed three bottles of water from the mini fridge. I gave one to Emma and sat down next to Bonnie.

"Want some water, Bonnie?" I asked softly. I opened my own bottle and took a small sip.

Bonnie turned around and sat up, looking up at me with a broad smile on her face. She leaned over and gave me a small kiss on the lips.

"Hey," came Emma's voice. "He's mine!" Her smile indicating she was joking.

Bonnie turned around and leaned over to Emma and gave her an equally small kiss on the lips.

"That's better, now kiss him properly!" And with that she pushed Bonnie's face back towards me. I shrugged looking at Bonnie and smiled. We shared a kiss and then some.

As Bonnie and I let go of each other I noticed Emma had moved towards the table next to my chair.

"Pete, what is this?"

Bonnie giggled as she saw what Emma was holding.

"That's a butt plug Em," Bonnie said as I was still turning my head to look at Emma.

"You mean, this goes..."

"Yeah. But you don't want to do that until you've had at least one or perhaps two fingers in your ass."

"Have you tried it?" Emma asked looking at Bonnie.

"Not yet, but I'm going to. I saw it lying earlier and I really want it inside me."

I chuckled, pulling the attention of both girls towards me.

"You knew?" Emma asked.

"It was an estimated guess. Bonnie had already mentioned loving a finger in her ass, so I gathered..."

"Right," Emma said. She grabbed the lube as well and made her way to the bed once more.

"Is the game over?" Bonnie asked.

"Do you want it to be over?" I asked.

Emma sat down between Bonnie and me and turned to her friend.

"You do know we can just enjoy each other without the commands? I mean, I still want his cock in my pussy and I'm guessing you will want to taste it at least."

Bonnie nodded enthusiastically.

"Who am I to deny you two lovely ladies anything?" I chuckled.

"Lie down, Pete, ass on the edge of the bed please." Emma ordered. I did as requested and Emma came over and placed one of the pillows on top of my head. "No peeking!"

It seemed Emma did in fact like to take charge every once in a while. I wasn't about to complain as I was sure I was about to get a double blow job. And sure enough, less than twenty seconds of whispering later I felt a mouth on the tip of my cock and a tongue on my balls. I gasped at the surprise of the immediate double assault, but it felt so good I wasn't about to complain.

It seemed they would be alternating, while one of them was sucking my cock, the other kept playing with my balls. I was thoroughly enjoying the sensation of having these two lovely movie stars giving me an awesome joint-force blow job until I felt my cock being released and not being grabbed once more.

What I did hear was more whispering and hands underneath my knees. They pushed my legs up and I pretty much knew what was coming.

I lay down in the same position as in the spa a couple of days ago. On my back, knees high in the air, leaving my cock, balls and anus completely exposed to them. I felt a finger being placed at the bottom of my balls. Or was it a tongue? It applied pressure and I think I felt a breath of warm air over my wet balls. But then I felt a second digit or tongue being placed besides the first one. And I got completely confused. Confusion that was only magnified by the fact that I didn't see anything.

A hand grabbed my cock and slowly started to jerk me off. Another hand was placed on one of my cheeks. And then I felt a third hand being placed on the other cheek. They were really working together now. Then I felt one of the digits, wait... One of those things that was applying pressure on my balls had to be a tongue, no? Anyway, I felt a tongue or finger moving slowly downwards. I felt more moisture being applied and I felt a drop of saliva running down my perineum to my anus. I shivered. It felt awesome.

Suddenly the hand that was jerking me off came to a stop and I felt a pair of lips engulfing my head very briefly, a strong lick of a tongue followed and then the lips were gone again.

"Hey, that's cheating!" I heard Emma say. And then both pressure points around my balls were gone and I felt a second pair of lips, I presumed Emma's, around my cock, giving me a few quick licks and suckles. I groaned in pleasure. Precum was freely flowing from my cock and I'm sure both girls had gotten a nice taste.

"Emma," I spoke with a muffled voice through the pillow. "You do know that if you put your finger in there and play with my prostate again, I'm going to cum really fast."

"Don't worry Pete, I want your cock and cum in my pussy tonight." Came Emma's response. "I'm just showing Bonnie here what she needs to do once I start riding you."

My imagination ran wild at that point. What the hell were they planning?

More whispering and suddenly I felt new pressure points around my balls and perineum. A hand appeared around my cock and another lifted my balls upwards. Then I felt a breath near my anus and I sighed. A tongue, I'm sure it was a tongue, wasn't I? A tongue touched my anus, a lick upwards over the perineum. My cock twitched and I heard a giggle. I was sure it was Emma that giggled.

Then more whispering and the hand that held my cock let go. I felt a knee being placed next to my hip and hands being placed on my chest. Emma, I assumed it was Emma, was going to ride me. I felt her hands still on my chest as she placed her other knee next to my other hip. She lifted her hips and I felt a hand grabbing my cock. Bonnie Wright was grabbing my cock and pointing it towards Emma Watson's pussy. I groaned again as Emma impaled herself on my cock completely in one go. She started riding me, slowly, grinding her hips on mine. Then she leaned forward and took away the pillow and I was left staring into Emma's hazel brown eyes filled with lust.

"Bonnie is going to eat your ass now, Pete," Emma whispered.

My eyes went wide as suddenly I did indeed felt hands pushing my legs open once more. A tongue stroked my balls, Emma started grinding again. Bonnie's tongue moved southwards over my perineum and Emma kept on grinding.

"You're loving this, aren't you?" Emma whispered in my ear once more. "Emma Watson riding your hard cock and at the same time Bonnie Wright is licking your balls and anus."

"God this is awesome!" I groaned as I finally felt Bonnie's tongue touching my anus. I bucked involuntarily. Emma gasped at my sudden movement and Bonnie lost contact with my anus. Emma resumed grinding soon enough and Bonnie continued her oral assault on my anus, perineum and balls.

"Can we switch positions now?" Bonnie asked after half a minute. I had felt my orgasm starting to build and was slightly annoyed at the interruption.

"Yes," came Emma's enthusiastic response. "Pete, you're going to love this, I promise."

She climbed off me and pulled me aside. I saw Bonnie lying down on her back, head on the edge of the foot-end of the bed. Emma climbed on top of her in the classical 69 position. I noticed as Emma was doing this that the lube and butt plug were lying next to Bonnie's feet.

"Pete, can you help me with this really quick? Bonnie really likes something up her ass." Emma said and I nodded and came over, my still rock hard cock bobbing happily up and down. I felt my orgasm draining away, but I figured something good was up so I didn't mind.

I helped Emma lube up the butt plug and then instructed her to make sure Bonnie's anus was equally lubed up. Pussy juice, saliva and lube, any combination was good for Emma as she plunged first her tongue in Bonnie's pussy, then in her ass. The same motions where then done by using her fingers and finally she applied another dollop of lube straight on Bonnie's anus and placed the butt plug against Bonnie's puckered rear door.

Bonnie had been moaning and groaning the whole time but now she fell silent.

"Go easy, please," Bonnie said in a soft voice.

"Don't worry honey, we will!" came Emma's response.

With that she started to push the butt plug into Bonnie's anus. It was really as if a rose was opening up to the sun, such was the beauty of Bonnie's rosebud being forced open by the butt plug.

"Slowly Emma," I warned Emma as I noticed she was so focused she sped up just a bit.

Emma kept on pushing, ever so slowly until I heard Bonnie grunt in discomfort. I moved a hand towards Bonnie's pussy and started playing with her clit. She was still soaking wet and my attention on her little nub took away enough of the pain from her anus to let Emma continue.

Less than a minute later I heard a gasp from Bonnie as her anus muscle closed around the butt plug, effectively holding it in place.

"Is this ok Bonnie?" Emma asked.

"So full!" came Bonnie's whispered response.

"How's this then?" Emma asked and bent her head down, stuck her ass up once more and started licking Bonnie's pussy plunging a finger inside the redheads bald pussy.

"Fuck yes! Emma that is... GOD I'm going to cum so soon!"

I leaned back a bit only to have Emma look at me after a minute of slurping and licking Bonnie's pussy.

"Pete, please stick your cock back into my pussy?"

"Ehm, that would be rather inconvenient for Bonnie, no?"

"I'm just lying here enjoying the view," came Bonnie's voice from between Emma's legs. "I wouldn't mind having some cock, balls or ass somewhat closer to lick, suck and kiss."

I wasn't going to play the gentleman again, so I moved swiftly to the foot end of the bed. I Planted my feet on the ground placing my thighs on either side of Bonnie's head. I grabbed my cock to point it towards Emma's pussy, only to receive a minor slap on the wrist from Bonnie as she took hold of my cock.

Apparently there was but one person who would be directing my cock tonight and it was Bonnie. Bonnie closed her eyes and sighed for a second as I no longer heard Emma slurping until a few seconds later with a light popping sound, Emma resumed slurping. It seemed that sucking on things wasn't only pleasurable for me tonight.

Bonnie pulled, pushed, guided my cock towards Emma's pussy. I felt the heat emanating from inches away. And just before I would stick my cock inside the love tunnel that was Emma's pussy I felt a tongue licking my balls.

"Fuck me, this is going to be..." I started saying but was interrupted by Bonnie placing her hands on my ass and pushing me into Emma.

I all but fell forward and plunged my entire cock into Emma's pussy in one go. Emma yelped and moaned at the same time. I grabbed Emma's hips and pulled her back up, starting a steady rhythm of thrusting into her pussy. Each time I pulled out, I spread her cheeks as wide as I could and let some of my fingers tease her own ass hole. Though each time I pushed in completely I felt Bonnie's tongue going over my balls and perineum. After a few thrusts she even spread my cheeks just a bit and I felt a wet finger pressing against my own anus.

A chorus of moans from Bonnie, Emma and myself started to emerge as our respective orgasms started to build. I was amazed at the fact that Emma was going to cum from this. But her breathing was becoming just as ragged as my own or Bonnie's.

Then a cascading series of movements brought us, or at least Bonnie and myself, over the edge.

I don't really know what Emma did, but suddenly Bonnie pushed her finger into my ass and screamed.

"Fuck yeeeeeeeeeeeeessss," and she bucked pushing Emma backwards against me and her anus against my right index finger.

As a result Bonnie putting her finger up my ass, I pushed forward myself doing two things at the same time. First of all, I plunged my cock into Emma's pussy as deep as I had done so far, but secondly I pressed my index finger through her anus muscle. Emma clamped down on both my cock and finger and moaned herself. The pressure was too much.

"I'm going to cum, I can't hold it... here..."

Before I could finish my sentence however, I felt Bonnie do two things. First of all she took one of my balls in her mouth and slobbered all over it and secondly she started playing with my prostate.

I lost it. An explosion emanating from just behind my balls made its way all through my body and culminating in one last forceful thrust inside of Emma's pussy. A torrent of cum sped forth from my cock into Emma's pussy. Bonnie milked me and a second contraction wracked my body, once again spewing forth more of my sperm into Emma's searing hot pussy.

"God Pete, I can feel you cumming, fuck yes!" That was the first time I had heard Emma since I had begun fucking her, and it sent her over the edge as well.

As Bonnie kept milking my prostate for each drop of cum my body could produce, Emma was pushing with her pussy through the upcoming orgasm she was creating. I was unable to move for now, the sensations way too much for me to do anything but ride it out.

Then Emma came and her orgasm was so strong, her vagina muscles pushed me out. I was pretty out of it myself as I moved back and I felt Bonnie's finger slip from my anus and I fell down on my knees. My face just above Bonnie's and both of our noses only inches from Emma's pussy.

We saw her cum and it was glorious. With each contraction her pussy winked and after the second one I saw a dollop of my cum work its way out of Emma's vagina. Bonnie squealed in pleasure as she moved her head up and lapped at the love juice coming from Emma's pussy. It was a clear combination of my cum and Emma's pussy juice, but to Bonnie it apparently was the best thing she had ever tasted. Emma's orgasm lasted another fifteen seconds, and every one or two seconds another dollop of combined juices was pushed out. Bonnie lapped it all up and swallowed every drop.

Emma collapsed on top of Bonnie and I bent forward to kiss Bonnie. Who apparently was surprised at this. I didn't care, this girl had rimmed me to the best orgasm I had ever had, while fucking the hottest girl I had ever fucked. She earned a kiss and a decent one at that.




Guarding Emma Watson Pt. 03



Nothing was said for a couple of minutes until I stood up and grabbed my bottle of water and took a swallow. Emma rolled over and grabbed her own bottle and handed Bonnie hers. Still nothing was said. We were all basking in post coital bliss. Without a word I moved to the bathroom and got cleaned up. Emma followed soon after and gave me a hug from behind, still without uttering a word. As I made my way back to the bathroom, I was crossed by Bonnie who walked just a bit funny. I turned to see why and noticed she still had the butt plug solidly planted in her ass.

I couldn't help but chuckle.

Emma soon emerged from the bathroom and a few minutes later so did Bonnie. As the girls climbed into bed beside me, it was Bonnie that broke the spell of silence.

"Next time we do this, I need an enema first."

"Eew," Emma said but I just laughed.

I truly wondered where this would be going next.

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