Emma Watson Goes to College

Note-This is entirely fictional and does not reflect in any way real life. It's just a bit of fluff.

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Emma Watson settled back on her twin bed in her rooms at Uni and sighed contently. She smiled at her new beau, Kieran, whom she had become heavily involved with since meeting him in Oxford. He lay naked beside her and gently caressed her cheek as they smiled at each other in total abandon.

"This is simply amazing," she said with a giggle, and Kieran nodded in agreement.

"Isn't it just?" he cried as he stroked her left breast and looked lovingly between her parted legs.

"I mean, only two months ago I was unattached, and now I have two lovers in my bed."

The person eating her out paused and looked up at Emma and Kieran. Nineteen-year-old Mandy sucked on her sticky fingers, crept up the slender body of the famous actress, model, and spokesperson, and planted a kiss on both of her lover's lips. She slipped between the other two, and all three cozied up.

"Whereas I was self-partnered, I became a couple with Kieran, and then we teamed up with Mandy to become a..."

"Threeple?" suggested Kieran, who rolled over and settled on top of Mandy.

"Threeple! Is that a word? I shall have to write an essay and present it to Professor Bell."

"Pumpy!" cried Mandy as Kieran rose up and down on her busty form.

"HA! He is a dirty devil for sure."

Emma widened her legs, and Kieran popped out of one and mounted the other, driving his rod of iron in and out of the horny actress. Mandy leaned over and kissed Emma hard on the lips as all three spent a good half hour screwing.

x

Emma has spent this year largely out of the spotlight. In December 2023, the actress spoke about her decision to go back to school for an M.A. program to British Vogue.

"Because I'm in a career that moves very quickly, the decision to take time to do these things felt like a huge decision. Choosing to go back to college and write and study and get behind the camera was terrifying for me because I'd never done it before. I had always been in front of the camera; I'd always been an actor."

Watson was last romantically linked to Brandon Green, the son of fashion entrepreneur Sir Philip Green. News of their relationship broke in August 2022, and reports of their breakup surfaced in May 2023.

After a couple of months at Oxford, she met Kieran Brown, whom she immediately thought was utterly charming and cute to boot. He is a PhD student pursuing a degree in 19th-century literature and economics at the same time. Emma is studying creative writing, and his thesis is all about literary theory, so they have a lot to talk about. He also got her juices going, as he was tall and lean with muscular legs, a trim beard, and unruly hair.

It started innocently with giggling and playing footsie as they fooled around during lectures. Then came the stolen kisses out of the public eye, and eventually it was time for bed. They enjoyed seven days of lovemaking and learning about each other's likes and desires, and they were as happy as Larry.

"Em. There's something I need to tell you."

Emma sat up in the bed with her tits jiggling and a look of 'here we go again' on her face. One week of shagging, and then comes the big kiss-off.

"Oh? Do tell."

"Don't get mad. It's just that my girlfriend is leaving home, and she wants to come to Oxford to live with me."

"You have a girlfriend."

"sort of an on-and-off relationship. I met her a year ago when she was eighteen."

"Is she coming to study?"

"No. She isn't that bright; in fact, she is a bit dizzy and clumsy, but she is a good shag."

Emma positively bristled at this and got out of bed and folded her arms under her bosom.

"Really. Better than me? About the same?"

"Don't get worked up. Honestly, you'll like her. She's bubbly and good company."

Emma pouted and sat on the edge of the bed. Kieran leaned over and stroked her wavy hair.

"How did you two meet?"

"Well..."

x

Kieran and Mandy's story.

Whatever grace and coordination Mandy possessed had long deserted her, leaving her clumsy and awkward. The innocent, wide-eyed eighteen-year-old honey blonde always meant well, but being so accident-prone usually led to her getting into all kinds of scrapes and escapades. Standing at just five feet, the bubbly blue-eyed beauty had a full figure with the vital statistics of 37DD-24-35. This was the girl who put the D cup in Sidcup, her hometown in South London.

Her school days weren't all that pleasurable for Mandy either, as she had developed in the bust department very early. She inevitably got teased by the other girls who gave her the nickname 'Titsina.' She was able to laugh about it now, as she soon caught the eyes of most of the boys. Mandy was too shy and self-conscious to go out with any of them, but at age eighteen, she seemed to have matured overnight and was soon sowing her wild oats, experimenting, and enjoying all things carnal. It was all she could do to fight them off, lest she be screwed to death. When she turned eighteen, Mandy became smitten with me, and once she left her parent's home, she moved into my flat.

We had bumped into each other, literally, when we had both visited the Sidcup and District Conservative Club.

"Watch it! You keep kicking my ankle!"

Mandy giggled as she danced with two left feet. Not helped by the two or three Bacardi drinks she had imbibed.

"Sorry, I didn't do it on purpose. I was just dancing."

"Dancing like a bimbo. Look at you. You're all tits and asses."

Mandy wasn't looking to get laid on this occasion, but she made my mouth go dry, and a tingle ran up my spine.

"Well then. Er, thanks for the compliment."

I scratched my head at her remark and had to laugh. The next minute, we started making chit-chat as if it were the most natural thing in the world. We seemed to have little in common, but that didn't seem to matter. I took her by the hand and led her outside the club. In the open air, we kissed long and hard, and Mandy told me she felt like fireworks were going off in her heated loins. Within a few seconds, we were entwined in the back seat of my Citroen C3. Immediately, I freed up her colossal boobs, and I teased the erect nipples with my tongue. With one hand I reached between her splayed thighs and I pulled her panties to one side so that I could softly stroke her golden thatch of pussy hair.

"Oooh, Kieran, baby!"

Mandy gave herself up willingly as I strummed the length of her moist quim. She got wetter and wetter as I buried my face in her two dumplings and smeared her abundant tit flesh with spit. My tongue swirled all around her stiff nipples, and the welcome, dizzy blonde groaned loudly as she savoured the divine sensations of delight.

She dragged my jeans and pants down to release my fully-hard cock. Smiling wickedly, Mandy slipped my boner between her twin globes, and she sandwiched my stiff pecker in her ample cleavage. I duly thrust up and down in her tit tube as she dribbled down onto my helmet.

"You have the biggest tits I ever saw. I love 'em."

"Thank you and enjoy."

Mandy pushed them together to form a deep furrow, dipped her head, and let a line of spittle dampen my cock head and run down the centre of her soft tissue. The honey blonde leaned back to get some better leverage and proceeded to pump my cock in an upward motion. Sweat prickled my brow as I humped up and down in her homemade channel and moaned accordingly.

"It's like fucking two big pillows."

Mandy tilted her head back as I slid in and out and engulfed my dick with alternate jiggles of her left and right boobs. My cock throbbed as the first  side of my shaft was rubbed in an upward direction, just as the other side was rubbed the opposite way. She quickened her rate of bumping on my rigid dick, and both tits shook like jelly on a plate. She stifled a giggle as my fat knob emerged like a turtle head rising to the surface before submerging again. She leaned forward and poked out her tongue to lap at the proffered glans.

I had never had such a hard- time as I fucked her huge jugs that somehow appeared to be suspended in mid-air. So deep was the valley between her mountains of flesh that I actually lost sight of my cock! I felt it, though, as I received sublime vibrations that sent a shiver up my spine. Faster and faster, I thrust up between her boobs, groaning and panting with the exertion.

"Crikey!"

Mandy lay back across the rear seat, and I leaned over her and fucked her boobs as if I were boring into her pussycat. My rear end rose up and down with the regular tick of a metronome. In the tight confines of the motor car, the scent of her heated sex assailed my nostrils, and I reversed until my feet met the steamed-up window and my boner nudged her seam. With both of her legs raised high in the air, I pressed against the entrance to her love gash. She felt my cock throb in her muff as I sank all the way. I soon got into a steady rhythm, and my balls slapped between her open thighs repeatedly. Mandy wrapped her legs around my back and moved in time with my driving pelvic thrusts. She came that first time we made love, and she knew that she wanted more.

x

Oxford.

Emma and Kieran were in each other's arms again, and she hummed blissfully as his erection was back. She closed her hand around the throbbing shaft and tentatively stroked it.

"That was quite the story. Is it true?"

"Some of it. Did it get you going?"

"Uh, huh," she moaned as her hand started moving rapidly up and down, tugging his foreskin from the tapered head.

As she began to suck him, Kieran ran his hands through his hair as he wallowed in the incredible feeling of being hoovered into her warm mouth. Emma's hands softly came to rest on his buttocks as her face became buried in his groin. The gentle grip of her fingers on his backside and the sensation of his dick fully embedded in her mouth made him gasp for air.

"Mmmm, yummy! Now fuck my muffin, you devil!"

Emma giggled as Kieran drove into her pussycat. As he settled on top of her, there was a definite wet sound of their bodies colliding as he started to screw her. Straight away, her legs came up to wrap themselves over his hips, pulling him tightly into her. It was a fine rut, and their bodies and limbs were jerking in all directions. As her cries of ecstasy grew louder, her legs smashed against his thighs. She looked at his face intently. His eyes were half-lidded, and his mouth hung open. The little groaning noises he was making excited her even further. Her fingernails raked his back as she tried to merge her whole body with his.

"You are a tiger!"

Emma responded by raising her buttocks again. He got the idea at once and began to work in concert with her, pushing all the way into her, then all the way out, over and over again. Her head began to swim as he fucked her relentlessly. They were good together, easily finding a natural rhythm, and they moved in a smooth elliptical motion. Faster and faster they moved, the soft bed shaking beneath them.

The thirty-four-year-old actress was panting uncontrollably now, and a deep, warm glow grew within her. She was almost there as her pussycat pulsated around his length. She climaxed and hissed through gritted teeth, embracing the shuddering earthquake of her orgasm. She felt Kieran's muscular back become slippery with perspiration under her fingertips. He raised himself on his elbows and smiled at her.

"Yes!"

Emma's orgasm came and went, and her hands grabbed handfuls of bed linen as her newest lover continued to power back and forth in her slippery quim.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck!" She cried happily, "I love it. Cum for me. Give it to me!"

Kieran agreed, as his hips were almost a blur of motion. He stiffened and growled as he pumped his load with furious spasms of his expanding cock. Under him, Emma was undulating and writhing as her cunt leaked the white stuff. Her hot lips found his as they slowed down to a stop. They lay together on the bed and both drifted off to sleep. Her slim body glowed in a sheen of glistening sweat, and her nipples both stood proudly from her slowly heaving breasts.

x

Do you ever get those moments when something totally unexpected happens and turns your perceptions and beliefs about yourself completely on your head? Emma had such a night that happened to her when she met Mandy. Kieran had let the dizzy blonde settle in his rooms for a couple of days before inviting Emma over to meet up. It was a Saturday when Emma tentatively knocked on his door, and the busty blonde answered.

"Emma Watson! It is you! How thrilling. I've been a big fan of yours since I was knee-high to a grasshopper."

That makes me feel old, thought Emma, as she smiled weakly at the half-naked girl. She must have just gotten out of the shower and had a white towel covering her from the top of her breasts to her knees. Just about decent. She was five feet five with a voluptuous body. Her curly, fair hair fell to her upper back, and she was deep blue and sparkled with her youth.

"Come in! I'm Mandy. Have a seat, and I'll let Kieran know you're here."

Emma followed the nineteen-year-old and had to chuckle as her towel had only covered her curvy front, leaving her bubble bum exposed and bouncy. Her hips swung back and forth, giving Emma an unexpected flash of her naked body. She saw Kieran, who beckoned her to him.

"Dinner is ready. It's only pizza."

They embraced, and she kissed him on the cheek and gave him a hug. All three sat down to eat, and they made small talk, although there were some quiet periods. Mandy was thrilled to bits as Emma spoke of her many film roles and her latest project, writing prose. Both she and Kieran knew the subject of sex would come up during the conversation, and so it did.

"So what have you been up to lately, Mandy?" asked Emma.

"Well..."

x

Mandy's story.

This was to be a new year with a new start for me. I was determined to make an impression and succeed. Thanks to Kieran, who had given me confidence, my life was definitely on track, and I felt happier than I had in quite a while. I put on my new chocolate brown blazer dress with a hem that was just two inches long and set about the day's business. Kieran had assured me that the miscellaneous collection of erotic toys for women would sell big time in the Sidcup area of Kent, which is located on the cusp of the city and countryside. The sleepy village implied sleepy residents, and Kieran surmised that there was a potential window of opportunity to titillate and excite bored housewives. I agreed and rang the doorbell of the first two up and two down. A middle-aged man in a crumpled shirt and belt-less trousers opened the door.

"Oh, hello. Is there a lady in the house?"

"Who wants to know?" he answered in a gruff voice.

"I'm Mandy, and I have a special selection of toys that will enhance the life of almost every female. I work for Lovely Honey, a discreet supplier that is guaranteed to boost her sexual happiness and revolutionize any couple's wildest fantasies."

The chap stroked his chin as he ogled my ample bosom that jiggled ever so slightly under my straining blazer front. I should have gone one size bigger, but hey ho.

"By toys, you mean sex toys? Er, my wife should be home any minute. She just popped out for milk. Do come in. We can wait for her inside. I'm Terry."

"Okay."

I was led into the living room, where I sat down in an armchair. The man grinned at me as he sat opposite me and tilted his head to get a better view of my legs.

"So, what sort of thing do you have on offer?"

'Well, all sorts of things. We have erotic lingerie, vibrators, clitoral simulators, love eggs, and butt plugs."

"Fascinating. What sort of lingerie?"

"We just so happen to have 50 percent off all of our crotchless and deep-plunging lace body outfits. The plunging neckline accentuates the curves, and the lack of a crotch allows easy access to the northern regions for intimate play."

"You sure know your pattern."

"Thanks. My boyfriend coached me."

"I like that red one. Lily loves red."

I held up the bodysuit my potential client pointed at in my opened bag.

"Yes, this one is nice. What is Lily's bra size?"

"Oh, I don't really know."

"Is she big? More than me? Smaller?"

In my innocent way, I thrust out my 37DD-sized rack proudly in the face of the salivating fellow.

"Fu...ah, er... I can't tell by looking. If I touched one, That might help."

"Go ahead, then. Squeeze my left boob."

"Really," he gasped with a dry throat. "Merry bloody Christmas! Here goes."

I sat next to him on the sofa and turned sideways to Terry. Few girls were as direct as me in striving to fulfill their potential, believe me. I remained determined to do things on my own terms. I had the necessary assets and knew how to flaunt them. I wasn't the least bit nervous or shy as he reached out with his left hand and fondled my big, huge boob with increasing ardour.

"Hmm, maybe I should try both."

I shrugged and let Terry paw at my tits with unwavering dignity. In his enthusiastic fondling of my mammaries, the top two buttons became unfastened, thereby exposing my stretch lace bralette.

"Lily is definitely smaller than you, my dear. But your tits are fantastic."

"Thank you, Sir."

"Oops, terribly sorry. I seem to have undone your blazer."

"Not to worry. What do you think?"

"Not sure. Could you model it? Lily should be home soon."

"Makes sense."

I stood up, fully opened my blazer dress, and unhooked my bra. My oversized breasts flopped out, and Terry's hand went automatically to his groin. Without faltering, I tugged my lace knickers down and teetered on my high heels alone. Terry's eye was inevitably drawn to my downy-covered snatch that protruded enticingly between my upper thighs.

"Bananarama!"

I stepped into the red bodysuit and settled my bosom in the halterneck front. I spread my hands and thoughtfully did a twirl to show off the bum-baring, pussy-displaying seductive lower section.

"See. The open crotch means Lily doesn't even need to undress to give someone access to her hotspots. And it costs a mere fifty pounds."

"I see, I see."

"Can you imagine your wife in this?"

"Nnn...not really."

I put my hands on my hips and pouted. What a bloody time that was. But, hey, ho.

"Fine. So how about some vibrators?"

"Yeah, fine."

Terry's eyes were on stalks as I bent at the waist in front of him and gave him a clear view of my winking bum hole and pussy seam. I turned back to face him with a big smile and showed him a five-inch-long pink rabbit vibe with a ribbed silicone-textured shaft. It also had a smaller prong that was designed to stimulate the clitoris.

"This is my favourite. It has three speeds and seven patterns to provide your wife with a range of sensations."

"Can you show me how it works?"

"Sure."

I turned the sex toy on, and it emitted a low buzzing sound as it sat in the palm of my hand. I rotated my wrist and held it up.

"Right. No, I meant, could you give me a demonstration? Lily has never used one of those before."

"Oh, I see. Okay. We recommend using this water-based lubricant that Lily can apply to her muffin."

"Muffin?"

I nodded as I squeezed the bottle and let some of the slippery lube drizzle on the fingers of my right hand. Then, as I sat on the edge of the sofa, I smeared the silky lube into my pussycat. Terry must have thought his dick had reached the heights of Big Ben as he leered wide-eyed at the inside of my pink folds. I picked up the rabbit vibe and switched it on.

"We'll start with the lowest speed, okay?"

Terry nodded rapidly as he watched the sex toy slide inside me. I gasped as I gently pushed the humming vibrator in and back as I twitched on my bottom. As the lecher looked down at me, he saw my thighs clench and my huge boobs bounce.