Note- This tall tale is complete fiction and bears no resemblance to anything in real life.
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Until now, it's been subscribed that if two compatible people who fancy each other get together they will have great sex. Fireworks will explode, the world will seem a better place, and fulfilment will be reached. But the truth is good sex needs a mutual input from both partners. Physical as well as mental.
Emma was of the thought that you cannot benefit from a good, hard shag unless you want it.
And since she met up with Brandon Green, both he and she wanted it morning, noon, and night.
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Since hooking up barely two weeks after meeting, Brandon had stayed at Emma's London flat for the most part. Sharing the time together, as well as her bed. While she didn't possess the body of a supermodel this tall and good looking man could easily get, they had proven to be a likeable match. As any woman would agree, it's a wonderful thing to have a man find you irresistible, and Emma Watson was no different.
Brandon had proved to be an insatiable beast and Emma had done her level best to keep up with him. She had been in New York City for a few days on business and both she and her new beau were obviously gagging for it when she returned to the London flat they were currently sharing.
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He was an early riser, in more ways than one, and after taking a shower he liked to go back to the bed. He watched her sleeping on her side in the buff, with one of her legs laying straight with the other slightly bent, crossed at the ankles. The duvet covered only part of one leg and her hip. Her breasts rose and fell with her steady breathing and her hair was spread on the pillow. His erection was huge and instantaneous.
"You awake?"
The horny young man lightly caressed the top of her pussy with his fingers, and Emma stirred, spreading her legs instinctively. She inhaled his nakedness. He smelt good, a clean and wholesome smell.
His cock shot up as he ran his fingers down her front and lightly pressed his middle digit into her slit, rubbing slightly on her clitoris. She moaned in her sleep and lightly thrust her hips forward.
Although half asleep, she responded to every stroke, her pussy getting wetter all the time.
Emma hummed softly as Brandon forced his finger deeper and deeper into her, while the palm of his hand was pressed firmly against her clit.
"I am now." She tittered.
Emma rose up on one elbow and wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him into a deep kiss. His fingers moved slightly faster in and out of her pussy with his thumb moving back and forth on her clit.
His beast of an erection was all pushy at her thigh and she rubbed his cock slowly, feeling every vein and ridge in his shaft.
He wasn't just big. He was fucking enormous.
She gulped at how he seemed much harder than he had been the night before and she didn't think that was possible.
"Umm, how lovely."
Brandon slipped his tongue deep into her pussy, sucking in her copious juices that seeped out of her wetness. She moaned and started thrusting her hips against his fingers and tongue, still grasping his cock in her tiny fist.
Emma bent her head and softly licked his cock head tip until he throbbed in her mouth. It didn't take long for him to get fully hard. She don't know what it was, but his dick felt a little bigger than usual. His girth was harder and she could barely fit him half his length in her mouth.
"Yum!"
With a mouth full with viscous saliva, she bathed his shaft. He pulled his dick out with a yank and her own spit drenched her face in thick strings that clung together.
Emma went up onto her knees on the bed and reached around to grab his ass, pulling him closer.
She knelt on her legs and reverently regarded his regal proportions. She gleefully clamped down on his fabulous tool, and Brandon studied her pretty face. Her eyes were closed and her mouth was wide open as she sucked loudly on his cock.
"You minx!"
Emma Watson smiled with her mouth on his pulsing organ. She was no longer the shy, refined young woman normally perceived by the general public, but a passionate, uninhibited lover, fully allowing her carnal desires to come to the surface.
She used the palms of her hands to roll his shaft as if she were rolling a cigarette, popping the helmet inside her mouth and humming on it. The vibrations were impressive and Brandon felt as hard as he was able to be.
Her hands continued to stroke him and her own saliva wetted her fingers as she allowed her overstuffed mouth to dribble.
"Fucking suck it, I'm dying here."
Emma hummed and let her head move. With her lips apart she took him inside her mouth, letting her fingers go as his hot organ slid slowly in.
Once she had a good five inches in her mouth, Emma waited five seconds with him throbbing against her left cheek, before rising back up. This, she repeated, relishing that desperate twitch of the veins along his sizeable shaft. His frustration grew and grew as Emma tormented him to the point of madness.
"Come here, you." He snapped.
Emma smiled and went flat onto her back. Her slender fingers intertwined in his hair as he made his way even lower and the feel of his tongue swirling around her navel made her body tremble.
Then, he was there, between her thighs and she instinctively clamped down against his head with her thighs. She felt the sublime warmth of his breath tease her wetness and when he teased her by flicking his tongue against her clit it sent a jolt through her entire body and she bucked her hips at him.
"Goodness!" She murmured softly when his tongue rolled along her vertical smile.
As he licked her moist slit with broad strokes, she felt two of his fingers penetrate her wetness.
Her entire body shook as she tugged at his thick hair and her legs kicked out and closed as he drove her insane.
He had already impressed her with his oral prowess, but he always came up with more new ideas. Brandon pointed his tongue inside Emma's tiny asshole and deftly wiggled softly and slowly.
This unexpected action made Emma push against his lips and tongue, encouraging him to delve even further. The bristle of his trim beard against her sensitive area made her giggle.
Despite his wonderful oral expertise, Emma desperately needed him inside of her. She needed to feel the Beast. That incredible monster of a cock he sported between his thighs.
"Ready?" He asked, wiping his frosted chin.
When she finally felt ready enough, she nodded her head to him and he slowly began to wank his dick to full attention. Brandon moved up her body and she welcomed his throbbing log start to slide in. His hot length filled her and she grabbed onto his shoulders as she adjusted to his size. At first he shunted in and out with short strokes, and she knew he was gauging how much she could take. He was just so big for her they had to take care.
"It feels good." She admitted.
Satisfied, and horny as hell, Brandon got his hands under her and lifted her up and stuffed her with cock, driving her back to the bed. Emma sighed and her body arched as her ankles were gripped and her legs were placed over his shoulders.
Emma again experienced that phenomenal feeling of total fullness as her pussy enveloped his dick.
She felt powerless as Brandon cradled her slight body against him. His initial pumping of her cunt became short bursts of urgent strokes as he snorted in her ear.
"Oh, Brandon!"
He increased the tempo of his thrusts, fucking her harder and biting her on the neck. Her lower body was clear off of the bed as they melted into a steady rhythm. His cock was embedded in her saturated cunt and her muff made soft squelching sounds as she milked him.
His bare skin felt wonderful on hers as he let her legs down and smothered her. Emma's body was soft and sensual to him as he bore down on her, ricocheting off her as he thrashed and bucked in his heated passion. He loved how her hard nipples stabbed into his chest as she bucked up into him in her unbridled lust for his massive rod.
"So, huge! You're going to split me in two!"
