Emma Watson

"Anyone?" you say to yourself, thinking out loud. You consider it for a moment, but the choice comes to you quickly.

"Emma Watson."

As you speak her name, the room shifts and you find yourself seated in a large conference room. Everyone is paying close attention to Emma, on stage giving a speech as her image is simultaneously projected onto two large, adjacent video screens. Behind her, several banners announce the "HE FOR SHE CONFERENCE 2024" - the feminist-centric undertaking Emma had launched a few years ago, challenging men to take on more feminist causes. Her speech was probably about that very issue, but you were too busy ogling her to pay attention.

Emma is wearing a fairly plain black dress that stopped just above the knee. She makes a fairly simple outfit look like haute couture with the way it hugs her body, clinging to her small tits, stopping just above the knee for a peek at her toned legs. But you're upset she hasn't taken the opportunity to show off her surprisingly shapely ass. That perfect peach had gotten too many of your loads to count, but this would surely be the most memorable.

You start to rub yourself openly and aggressively as you watch Emma passionately defend whatever point she's making. Suddenly, the room erupts into applause and people start to disperse. You realize her speech has ended as she makes her way off stage, and you quickly follow. You are next to her in seconds, and tap

"Hi, Miss Watson?" you start. "I loved your speech, such a fantastic message." You blatantly lie, but it's not like she's going to call your bluff anyway.

"Well, thank you!" she responds with a wide smile as her nose wrinkles cutely.

"Yeah, yeah," you continue,taking advantage of the chance to further ogle her body. "Men and women need to be working together, all on the same team and everything."

"I totally agree, thank you so much for your support," she says in her posh British accent starting to turn and leave before you hurriedly grab her by the arm.

"Speaking of teamwork," you start as she looks at you with quizzical annoyance. "I could use a little help right now, honestly." You take her hand and place it on your crotch as you move her hand over your hardening cock.

She gasps, and seems to open her mouth to rebuke you, but seems to soften upon realizing the size of your still-growing erection. "Oh, my" she softly breathes.

"Yeah, I figured you for a bit of a size queen," you say, pressing her hand tightly against your shaft. "You like that thick cock, slut?"

"Mmm, I do," she replies, biting her lip and looking up at you. "I really do."

You pull down your sweatpants and your cock springs forth - a burly ten inches fully hard. "Fuck," Emma whispers softly. Hearing her curse is somehow enough to make you twitch all on it's own. She grabs your cock softly, and continues gently rubbing your shaft, biting her lip. She coaxes the first drops of pre-cum from you, leaking slowly and dropping down onto the floor at your feet.

"You're making a mess," you point out. Emma never breaks eye contact with your dick while deftly kneeling in front of you. "We can't have that, can we?" she says with a wink while pulling her long brown hair up into a messy bun, and grabs your cock near the base. "A cock like this deserves a good sucking," she says, looking up at you and coyly biting her lip once again before quickly descending onto your sticky tip, immediately sucking hard.

"Oh fuuuuck!" Your knees weaken and buckle forcing you to brace yourself against a nearby wall to regain your balance. You can feel your whole body relaxing as Emma softly slurps and sucks, using one hand to pump the parts her mouth can't yet reach. The other hand reaches up to gently massage your balls, creating a trinity of perfect blowjob synergy. Her head bobs up and down rhythmically while she softly hums around your shaft.

You start to feel a little restless as your balls churn, and your hands strangely unoccupied. You bend over at the waist, trying not to interrupt Emma's exemplary oral performance, and pull her dress up to uncover her ass. Barely covered by her black thong underwear, you can't help but grab a handful and squeeze, groaning loudly as your Emma does the same. You rear back your hand and spank her right asscheek - eliciting another deep moan. You repeat yourself, this time switching to the left with a loud *SMACK* as Emma sucks harder, cheeks caving in, lips taut around your slippery shaft.

Seeing the normally prim and proper Ms. Watson become sluttier as time goes on turns you on more than you thought possible. As hard as you've ever been, you suddenly pull yourself from her mouth as she pops off of you with a ravenous look in her eye. "But we were just getting started!" she says in a mockingly whiny tone.

"Exactly," you offer as you pull her to her feet once more, turning her around as you do. Pushing her dress up as far as it will go, you grab her by the hips, and pull her body towards you. You gently rub on her ass once more before administering another spanking. "Oh! That's what you're after!" she looks back and coos as she feels your sloppy, wet dick rub against her ass. Rather than respond, you simply pull her underwear to the side and reveal her perfectly groomed pussy, glistening wet. You waste no time, and push yourself inside her.

"Ahh ohhhhhh fuuuuck!" Emma gasps as she feels your wide, thick cock invade her slit. You pump your hips - slowly, at first to make sure she can feel every inch of you. She responds in kind, pushing her ass back further into you. "Mmmmm, yes, fuck me hard!" she yells, as if you need the encouragement. Still holding her by the waist, you begin to fuck her harder and faster, mesmerized by her rippling ass on each thrust. "Fuck this pussy, fuck me with that big, fat dick!"

You would respond but keeping yourself from nutting currently requires all of your focus. Your hands have moved from her hips to her shoulders, pulling Emma's body back into your as her pussy grips your shaft like a vice. You maintain a steady rhythm for the next few minutes, trying to enjoy this heaven for as long as possible. "Uh ah oh uh uh uh uh yes yes," Emma moans as your balls slap against her.

Getting nearer and nearer to the end, you extricate yourself from Hermione's pussy, and turn her to face you once again. While she's catching her breath - and before she can muster another cheeky response - you've pushed her back to her knees while insistently pushing your turgid cock back in her mouth.

"MMMPH!" She's slightly surprised by the rough re-introduction, but adapts quickly and resumes sucking dutifully. Your hands come to a rest on top of her head and you begin to fuck her face with the same intensity as her pussy. Plowing Emma's gorgeous face with your angry cock, you plow towards the finale.

"MMM MMPH MMM!" Emma takes the facial **** with the ease of an experienced cock-whore, settling into a relaxed position with her hands folded in her lap, content to let you drive through the finish line. Balls tight, toes curled, as soon as you're ready you pull her from your crotch as spit flies in all directions. Breathing heavily, you start to rapidly stroke your dick, aimed at Emma's cute, elfin nose.

"Wait, hold on, not in the fa-OHHH!" Her warning goes unheeded as you begin to quickly and voluminously unload all over the former nerd queen. Your back arches as you continue to pump rope after rope onto Emma's face, coating her from forehead to chin in thick cum. Once finished, she's glazed like a donut as white globs drip from her cheeks and lips.

"Um, Miss Watson?" You both turn and are surprised to find a small, mousy looking woman with a clipboard. "I came to get your microphone...."

Emma, one eye stuck shut, struggles to convey her emotions. "My what?! So, everyone just..."

"Heard all of that? Yes ma'am," the newcomer sheepishly offers, clearly unsure how to handle this. You smile at a horrified looking Emma and wonder: is it worth it help her out of this jam?