Emma Stone

Your heart thumps faster, standing next to a beautiful and bonafide star.

Emma is petite but taller than you expected and her red hair falls in her face as she turns her head and smiles at you.

She wears a tight white cami on her top and, the room is pretty dark so you can’t be positive, but you think nothing on her bottom.

“This is one of my favorite parts coming up.” She says biting her lip.

On the screen Marilyn’s tongue slides down Audrey’s tight abdomen and deep into her tangled black bush, licking up the deposits of cum and a stray hair here and there.

“Can I ask you something?” Emma leans toward you again. “I’d planned to swing by here and rub a quick one out but...” she flashes you a smile, her big eyes looking right into yours, “want to eat me out?”

It’s an unfathomable and forward request to come from anyone, let alone Emma Stone. Or at least it would be if you were anywhere but a secret Hollywood orgy. You suppose here it’s practically expected.

Also your answer is expected. And predictable.

“Yes, sure.” You say.

“Great!” Emma responds. “I’m gonna keep watching.” And she turns her eyes back to the screen.

Now it’s your turn, you suppose, to go at it whenever you like. And why wait? You squat down, then onto your knees, and swing your body in front of Emma’s

You’re right, no bottoms at all. So there you are, inches from a lovely pussy, tiny and tight and just a bit moist.

Your heart stops pounding. For whatever reason there’s something calming about being in the presence of Emma’s needful twat. What’s there to worry about?

You wrap one arm around Emma’s ass, holding her in place as you lean in close and with your other hand, spread her lips. Pink, juicy, a berry ready for you. You shove your face in, and push your tongue into it.

You think you hear Emma moan and it encourages you. Emma’s voice is sexy and raspy and hearing moans come out in it, moans that you’re making, sends throbbing pleasure through your cock.

You lick at Emma fast and intensely. Her juices flow into your mouth, her flesh feels warm against your face.

You feel a hand touch the back of your head. And Emma stumbles back a bit. You decide this is your cue to go harder. You brace yourself for a lack of air and lick lick lick lick.

You feel a second hand in on the back of your head. Lick lick lick.

“Fucking fuck!” Emma exclaims as you wrap your lips around her clit and give it a good hard suck before back to licking.

She steps back again and again and before you know it her back is against the wall and you can push your mouth into her as furiously as you want. Which you do.

The hands on the back of your head sink deep into your hair and Emma lets out a big combination moan and “FFFUUUCKK!”

You stand up, wiping your mouth, feeling proud of yourself. Emma stares at you through her big eyes, looking absolutely exhausted.

She takes a deep breath, “thanks” her nipples poke hard through her camisole and her chest heaves up and down. “Hey, you you want to come with me?”

Of course you do. You nod. “Yeah. Where are we going?”

But Emma’s answer is enigmatic.