Oxford University, 2024.
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"It's a well-known fact redheaded women are the best fucks. Far better in bed than blondes or brunettes. Yes, I can safely say that I've brought to orgasm every 'ginge' I ever fucked."
Gordon made this bold statement and slammed his wine glass on the table to make his point. Maggie, his Titian-haired girlfriend, was seated beside him and nodded in agreement. Emma Watson and Mandy positively bristled at this and responded.
"Balls!" scoffed Emma. "We all know that brown-haired girls screw the best."
"Yeah!" retorted Mandy in a slightly inebriated manner. "And blondes."
Gordon and Maggie were being entertained by their convivial hostess in her rooms in Oxford. They were known to her latest lover Kieran who smiled and topped the glasses from another bottle of Gavi. Emma had gotten to befriend several students in her first three months of studying at Uni and had opened up with the knowledge that there seemed nobody intent on profiting from her fame and fortune whilst she was studying there.
It had been a pleasant warm day and the party had dined on a supper of Emma's homemade guacamole and a red pepper and tomato salsa. The group was beginning to feel the effect of the wine and were gathered around the warm glow of candlelight. As Emma was busy studying for a master's in Creative Writing, specialising in erotica and sexual self-discovery, it was no surprise when the conversation turned to matters of sex. It was Maggie who elaborated on the topic next.
"It is my opinion that redheaded females AND males are very satisfying where sex is concerned. And I have an orgasm every time I fuck."
Emma looked at her hard for the first time. She was very slender and light boned and her waist-length dark red hair framed her pixie-thin face. As the three grew ever more tipsy the red-blooded women began to become ever more confrontational. Emma, being a compassionate sort and a perfectionist at heart felt the stirrings of a personal challenge. Plus, it would make a great story.
"Alright, Maggie. Let's see you put your money where your mouth is. I bet you twenty pounds that I can prove brown-haired women can climax harder and more often than any others."
"A bet? Splendid. You're on."
Both Emma and Maggie sat up straight in their seats and bumped fists.
"That's all well and good, girls. But the question is HOW exactly will you go about it?"
Kieran spread his hands and shrugged. Ever the practical and intelligent female. Emma took but a moment to come up with an idea.
"We shall gather three virile stunt cocks, fuck them together and the winner is the woman who comes to orgasm three times in an hour."
"Three times in an hour! That's going to be a bit of a stretch. Only three well-hung studs could bring us off in that time, and that's still asking a lot."
"Who do you have in mind?" wondered Mandy.
"Definitely Kieran. And Gordon naturally." The guys clinked glasses and looked on smugly. "We need one more chap and I think I may know just the one."
Emma paused in thought as she recalled the previous week when she encountered Norbert. The memory of having him fuck her with his nine-inch dick had her pussy tingling like mad.
x
Nobby's story.
Emma had walked out of her latest lecture and wondered what to do with the rest of the fine day. She and Mandy had been fucking Kieran regularly and the poor lamb was exhausted. So the insatiable minx had considered looking elsewhere for some light entertainment but a certain faithfulness to Kieran prevented her from pursuing any further. Back to just writing. And yoga.
It is a fact that Emma found solace in qualifying as a board two yoga instructor and found the spiritual exercise to be relaxing and an anchor in her hectic life. She had become a member of Oxford University Sport and was now free to use the excellent facilities.
The Main Gym includes a wide variety of equipment to suit one's workout needs from cardio and resistance machines to free weights and stretching areas. Access to the Main Gym is available to all 'gym only' and 'gym and swim' members or using a Gym Day Pass.
Thanks to the yoga and all the sex, Emma Watson hit the gym and looked in great shape wearing a stomach-baring pink crop top and low-slung leggings. She was not curvy nor busty but she was clearly proud of her toned physique. The thirty-four-year-old actress was especially pleased with her flat midriff as she hit the gym.
After a satisfying session of yoga, she hit the changing room which was backed off to a row of shower stalls. The gym had been quiet on this mid-morning and although Emma thought she had been alone, she heard the unmistakable dulcet tones of a male singing in one of the stalls. Curiosity got the better of her and with the running water masking her movements she honed in and took a peak.
The door to this shower was left open and her eyes fixed on a tall lean chap with dark hair cleaning himself under the hissing sound of the spray. Through the steam and mist of the hot water, the saucy mare got a nice view of a young student all lathered up and humming to himself. He had his back to her as she huddled low in the doorway and his hair hung wet and matted to the back of his neck. She looked on and almost giggled like a girl at his taut buttocks with the tiny indentations that dimpled each smooth cheek.
Then he spun around and as he began to rinse off the soap on his body Emma had to cover her mouth as she reacted to the size of his appendage. For what seemed an age she leered at his amazing cock that he jerked and soaped up with his hand. No, not amazing, read that as outstanding, as she ventured a guess that he was packing a superb nine-inches plus organ. In its flaccid state!
As he took great pleasure in his own ministrations he tilted his head back and closed his eyes under the persistent hot stream of water. Emma's right hand found itself wriggling under the waist of her hipster leggings to her muff as she watched his dick become semi-erect as he fisted it. The insatiable minx had an almost uncontrollable urge to reach out and stroke it. Control yourself, she berated herself as her eyes widened at the sensual sight of the cascading spray of water running down his firm abs to his groin. She felt an unexpected excitement and became was flushed and hot with nipples that were very erect and sensitive.
Then, he gathered his wits and saw her masturbating nearby. Their eyes locked and her heart hammered in her chest as his fully erect cock jutted out majestically in her direction. His dark pubic hair topped off his breathtaking boner and Emma decided there and then that she just had to have him.
x
"Apologies again, Norbert. I feel so silly watching you like that."
Emma had invited him back to her rooms under the false pretence of offering him tea as a token of friendship, and he readily accepted. After all, it was Emma Watson!
"Make yourself at home, why don't you?"
They made pleasant small talk and he discussed his student's curriculum for the year with enthusiasm. He gesticulated with his large hands as he spoke and Emma feigned interest while she focused on his impressive trouser bulge. They sat side by side and he felt butterflies in his stomach as she put her hand on his knee and squeezed.
"And do you have a girlfriend?"
Norbert blushed bright red and looked away.
"I do. Back in Manchester. Cindy and I are engaged, but things are a bit strained."
"How so?" she leaned in closer and squeezed thigh harder.
"I'm no looker so when we got close we began to live together. We, you know, a lot but because of my...of my..."
"Massive cock size?" Emma suggested.
"Yeah. Because of that Cindy gets some pain down there. Well, you've seen...I mean you got..."
A bloody good look, yeah.
"It must be frustrating for you down here in Oxford and her up there."
"It is. As I said, with my plain looks I find it difficult to make friends with the opposite sex, so I just throw myself into my studies."
"Poor you. Look. I'll be quite frank with you, Norbert. I think you're very sweet and I've been thinking about you rather a lot since I saw you."
