Emma wants to try something… new!

You release her, turning away from the sunset to give her your full attention. ‘Oh, yeah? And what might that be?’

Emma, for some reason, looks a little nervous; her right hand strays behind her legs. ‘Well…’ she begins, ‘there’s something I’ve never done – but always been a bit, well, curious about. Only I never found someone I could trust enough, so it’s stayed a bit of a, well, a secret fantasy. Until now.’

You think you know what she’s saying.

‘Just… promise me one thing.’ Emma looks up anxiously. ‘If it hurts too much, we’ll stop, right?’

You exhale loudly. ‘Emma, for Christ’s sake. Do you even have to ask? Seriously, if that’s the standard of guys you’ve been dating, I’m pissed off on your behalf. You deserve better than that.’

Emma smiles hesitantly, looking reassured. ‘It’s just – I’ve never done it before,’ she repeats, ‘and I’ve tried practicing a little – you know, with… toys… but I’ve never gone all the way. I, uh, I brought some lubricant, in the trunk…’

As she’s speaking, Emma’s lowering her bikini bottoms, almost absent-mindedly. Her pretty pink cunt lips are revealed, then the curve of her ass, and you breathe in hard at the sight of Emma Watson, standing there bottomless, wearing only her black bikini top. As always, she’s shaved to perfection.

‘So…’ Emma takes a deep breath, and turns, showing off her gorgeous, slim ass. ‘Would you like to be the first guy ever to fuck my arse? It’s pretty tight,’ she adds with concern, ‘and to be honest, I don’t even know if you’ll like it. But it gives me some fairly… unique sensations when I’ve tried it. At the very least, we can give it a go, right?’ She looks up at you, almost pleadingly.

You have to laugh. ‘Jesus, Emma, like it’s even a question? Of course I want to fuck your arse.’ You pronounce it with the hard ‘r’, imitating her crisp British accent. ‘And we’ll stop the moment it gets too sore.’ You smile at her. ‘Just keep me in the loop, okay? Keep talking to me the whole time.’

Emma tries and fails to hide the look of excitement on her face. ‘Oh – okay! Ah… shall we, I mean…’ She coughs hesitantly. ‘Shall we just, ah, go for it, then?’

You answer by yanking down your swimming shorts and stepping out of them. ‘Yeah, I think we should. I’m going to fuck your arse, Emma. And you are going to enjoy it.’