Saturday night at the Lodge. As always, the night had quickly gone to 11 in the main lounge. What started off as a mock fashion show (since some of the girls were bringing new, Spring wardrobes with them) somehow ended with Jennifer Lawrence tied up in the center of the room. Girls were taking turns with her, with 2-3 at a time eating her out, or another mounting her face to have her eat her pussy. It made for a wonderful show, and was enhanced for me personally by Natalie Dormer sucking my cock during. Or at least she did until I couldn't take it anymore, and put Jennifer face-down, ass-up so I could pound her pussy with her hands tied behind her back.
After that particular festivity, the girls broke off, and I found myself wandering the halls. As always, I was aimlessly walking, waiting for the right opportunity to present itself. At first I thought I should find one of the duos that had gone to bed together. Having one of the girls suck my cock while the other ate her pussy sounded very nice. But as I rounded another corner, I found myself near Emma Watson's room.
I'd never forget the day that Emma first reached out. I was in bed with Anna Kendrick at the time, and the two of us were having trouble getting out of bed that morning. When I got the email, and started reading it, I thought it had to be some kind of fake. For one thing, none of the girls in the Lodge that I knew of had any kind of personal friendship to Emma Watson. Who would have told her? I later suspected someone that she only met in passing had whispered about it, and then lied about it to me. But that day, when I read the email asking if she could come, and the list of reasons why she wanted to, she seemed insistent to do so. So insistent in fact, that she had even included a video testimonial of herself reading it.
"Who is that?" Anna asked, not recognizing the voice. When I said it was Emma Watson, she shot up in bed with a "Are you fucking kidding me?!"
That news spread quickly, and although it was some time before Emma actually came to the Lodge for the first time, it created quite a bit of buzz for the girls. They were all in disbelief that Emma, who had such a dignified, wholesome personality in the public, would come to the hidden mansion in the woods where girls came solely to be fucked in private. Some even started talking about what they wanted to do to her. More than once I heard two girls bring up that they should double-team Emma themselves.
While the first night that Emma came is a story for another time, tonight I made my way to her room. Emma had not participated in the night's activities. In fact, as far as the Lodge goes, she was something of a recluse. She'd yet to really...get into the swing of things as far as interacting with the other girls went. Not that she and I didn't have our run-ins, but she only did activities herself, and the few visits she had made to the Lodge so far had been when there were few other girls there. She was enjoying herself, swimming and exercising and enjoying the quiet nights. But now that the house was practically packed, she had been shut up in her room most of the day. I had had more than a few whispers in my ear about it. I approached Emma's door and knocked softly before entering.
I found Emma on her bed, wearing nothing but a nightie as she sat back against the headboard. Even in just the light from the lamp next to the bed, her smooth legs shone at me from across the room. She had a book in her lap, but closed it and set it on the nightstand when she was me enter and close the door behind me with a
"Good evening."
"Hello," she said with a bright smile. I walked across the room and sat on the edge of the bed next to her before leaning in for a kiss. She happily gave it, before she brought her thumb up to my face, and wiped a smear of someone's lipstick off my cheek. "You look like you were having fun."
"Mhm," I nodded in agreement. "You should join us next time."
"Yeah, I see the way the girls look at me," Emma blushed a little as she said it. "They don't think I'm a snob or anything do they?"
I had to laugh at that before answering, "Uhh, no. They just really want you to come hang out. Among other things."
"Oh, yeah, thing is," Emma trailed off for a moment, "I've never actually...been...with a girl."
"Neither had most of the girls before they came here," I shrugged, and climbed fully onto the bed. "Beside, what's the difference between being with one of them and being with me?" Emma gave me a look, and then batted her eyebrows to signal at my cock.
"You know what I mean," I said to Emma as I slid myself down on the bed. I brought my face to her legs, slowly starting to kiss up her calves, tasting her smooth skin and whatever the sweet scent she had on them was.
"I know what you mean," Emma said as she watched me, sliding her legs a little in response, "It's just, you know, you want that kind of first time to be with someone who gets it. If that makes sense."
"I understand," I said as I kissed up her leg a little higher. "If I think of someone that will be a really good fit, would that help?" Emma nodded, staring down at me. "Good, I'll think about it. In the meantime..."
