Emma Watson Goes To College Pt 06

Oxford, 2024.

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Emma smiled demurely as her current boyfriend quickly removed his clothing and joined the naked minx in bed. Kieran dived between her splayed legs and began to lick the soft flesh of the insides of her thighs. Emma closed her eyes and squirmed under him as he worked her pussy and clit with his mouth and fingers. In between little screams of bliss, the actress, who was now a budding Oxford alumni, grabbed hold of his head as he extended his tongue, licking along her wet gash right up to her clit.

"Hello, you," she whimpered as her legs opened wider. "You're making me so wet."

Kieran grunted as he whipped his tongue the entire length of her slit, lapping up her free-flowing juices that his oral prowess coaxed from the insatiable celebrity. His constantly moving tongue teased her pussy, gently probing and pushing inside, coating his lips and chin.

"Ooo, you devil!"

He groaned into her snatch and started to nip and nibble her clit, which was bright pink and swollen from his ministrations. It felt hard and hot on his lips, and she soon responded to his efforts. Up and down and side to side, he inhaled her little nub and made the thankful English rose moan ecstatically. As she smothered his face and jiggled to and fro, she yelled out, fussing over his thick unruly hair as she quivered above him.

Kieran bent her legs backward so that her knees aligned with her hips. The scent of her inner folds drove him insane and with his stiff rod aching to sheath itself he tapped her entrance with his bell end and pushed in. Emma brought her arms around his back and her tiny moans filled his ears and her legs came up over his backside to attain the deepest penetration possible.

In a trice, they were rocking and humping together on the bed. Emma loved his cock and she thrust her hips against his solid frame in tandem with his power strokes. Kieran raised himself and gazed down at the famous celebrity. He adored that look in her eyes when she made love, all wide-eyed and furrowing brows.

"Well, what exactly is going on here?" asked Mandy as the busty blonde entered the bedroom and tore off her top and shorts.

Emma, getting near to orgasm, barely registered the nineteen-year-old's presence. Kieran looked up and twisted slightly to let his other girlfriend get a clear view of their joined bodies, making no effort to slow his steady grinding. Mandy watched with interest as she worked two fingers into her moistening pussy. The pillows tumbled to the carpet with the impetus of their rhythmic rut.

"You two look so sexy."

The blonde babe flopped onto the bed beside the other two and pressed up close to their heated bodies. Kieran leaned back and the now naked Mandy stared at his slick and pulsing dick and extended her tongue and licking it the entire length. The taste that greeted her was something wicked.

"You taste of Emma Watson's cunt."

Emma propped herself up on her elbows and watched as her bi-friend drooled over their lover's hose. She straddled his body facing the bubbly blonde and bent forward, spreading her legs and backside to Kieran's mouth. He accepted the invitation and devoured her muff, still pumping his cock into Mandy's mouth at the same time.

He looked down between Emma's legs and moved his pelvis back and forth, feeding Mandy spit-soaked dick. In turn, the perspiring actress ground her snatch on his mouth and squeezed his head with her legs. He groaned into her twat as the top-heavy blonde gagged and choked on his dick as he bumped the back of her throat.

Mandy loved sucking cock, and in the course of the recent term, she had experimented with forcing the head deep into her throat so that she started to choke on the shaft before the withdrawal.

He then fed his stiff dick to Emma and who gobbled him up. He rubbed the head to the side so that it bulged in her cheek, before emerging from her wet mouth with a satisfying pop. Then he returned to the bubbly blonde and pushed back down into her throat. The lucky sod alternated between the two lovelies until his cock glistened and dripped strings of saliva.

"Gah! Now stick this fucking thing in me."

"Good. Then come here and ride me."

Without hesitation, Mandy threw her left leg across him and gleefully sank down on the length of his shaft. She put her hands flat against his chest and began to hump herself up and down, moaning her delight with each push. Kieran gripped her meaty buttocks with both hands, trying to pull her even further with each stroke down. Their bodies slapped noisily as the busty babe quickened her tempo.

She looked so stunning with her hefty rack bouncing wildly in his face. Emma was not going to remain second fiddle and cuddled up behind her, pressing her tits into Mandy's back as she pushed her with pelvic thrusts. Mandy rode him steadily back and forth as Emma smothered her tits with her hands as best she could, pinching her erect nipples between thumbs and forefingers.

He decided it was time for a change of position and Mandy turned around and presented her wiggling bum to Kieran. He grabbed onto her wide hips and sheathed himself in her tight pussy in one amazing thrust.

"Oh fuck!"

He instantly started to pound in and out of her pussy and her knees began to go weak with the pleasurable rut. Emma looked on impressed. This girl could take cock with the best of them. She stared hard as his cock rammed in and out, pulling her folds with him on the out stroke. Emma furiously rubbed her clit as she frigged herself at the free show. Kieran showed his prowess by holding her hips and pushing her up and down his cock like she was a sex toy.

"Switch."

Kieran pointed at Emma who got on her hands and knees beside the panting blonde. She yelped when he roughly pulled her arms behind her back and held them in place with his muscular arms. She was bent forward at the waist and her back arched as he gave it to her.

The slaps of his taut stomach against her cushioned cheeks reverberated around the bedroom. Her bum jiggled delightfully and her medium-sized tits bounced beneath her perpetually shifting form. With two willing and horny women surrendering to him, Kieran was in an aggressive mood and proceeded to fuck the socks off of Emma Watson.

He looked down at the back of Emma's head and then at Mandy's face, which was turned towards him. He withdrew from a disappointed Emma and moved to his left three inches. He planted his hands on the blonde's wider rump and smashed into her doggy style.

"Take me! Take this muffin."

The harder He pushed, the more vocal the teenager became. She gasped, moaned, and whimpered, her shoulders and head twisting as he fucked her. Emma pouted and thumped her foot on the bed in an impatient tattoo.

Kieran switched pussies again and speared Emma with his full length. Her head dipped and he looked at her spine which was highlighted by a soft sheen of sweat. He picked up the pace and her grateful cries urged him to fuck her harder and faster. He could feel his balls starting to tighten up, and the pressure of Emma's tightness got him off. He came with a snort and a grunt as he slammed into her fully and erupted, flooding her pussy with cum. All three collapsed in a heap of arms and legs and laughed heartily.

x

"So," said Mandy ticking off a list on her fingers.

Emma sipped hot tea as they sat in her kitchen for breakfast.

"You've written about men with women, women with women."

"Group sex," continued Emma. "Spanking, rubber fetish, sex toys."

"What else is there?"

"How about a gangbang?" suggested Kieran as he ate scrambled eggs on toast.

"That's a good one," agreed the blonde bombshell.

"It is, but where do I find the inspiration to write such a story?"

"You could follow Professor Bell's lead and take a 'practical.'"

"Right. I should turn up for a lecture, line ten guys up against the wall, and pick six of the best."

"That might work. Ha! How about the Uni Rugby team?"

"Sod off! I'm not fucking fifteen burly footballers at the same time. My pussy would be ruined forever."

"The rowing team then."

"Rowing team?"

"Sure, you must have seen the annual race down the Thames between Oxford and Cambridge."

"I have, yeah."

It's one of the oldest boat races in history," said Kieran excitedly. "The men's race was first held in 1829 and has been held annually since 1856, simply referred to as 'The Boat Race.' The Championship Course has hosted the vast majority of the races. Covering a 4.2-mile stretch of the Thames in West London, from Putney to Mortlake, it is over three times the distance of an Olympic race. Members of both crews are traditionally known as blues and each boat is a 'Blue Boat,' with Cambridge in light blue and Oxford in dark blue. The teams compete in eight-oared rowing boats, each steered by a cox who sits in the stern or back of the boat. The cox is the only crew member who faces in the direction they are moving. They're really fit guys."

"So I just walk into their changing room and strip off?"

"Pretty much, yeah."

"Mandy, you're off your chump!"

"Not necessarily. And what's more, I'm coming with you."

"Leave it with me," said Kieran. "I'll make some inquiries."

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Kieran Brown discovered a couple of days later that the Oxford University Boat Club is responsible for selecting and training the Blue Boat and reserve crew. The club trains on the water at Wallingford Boat House, approximately twelve miles from Oxford, and performs much of the land training at the rowing gyms and tank at Iffley Road Sports Centre.

He picked up an itinerary of their sessions and related this to Emma. She and Mandy decided to take a tentative look on the following Saturday. It rained the next three days, and when they made their way in Emma's Audi S32, it was muddy and slippery underfoot. They stepped out of the car and looked around the vicinity. Both wore rowing bras of jersey fabric in Oxford blue with matching shorts with four-way stretch and a high waistband.

The more Emma had thought about this daring scheme, the more excited she became. She had always loved sport and thought there was something about footballers and the like in their kits rolling about on muddy pitches and passionately celebrating scoring a goal that got her going. The night before she had gone to bed and dreamed of being taken by a bunch of sporty men, ripping her kit off and fucking her all at once. Little did she know then that her fantasy was to come true.

"Is this the right place?" wondered Mandy. Whose huge jugs filled out her bra to almost bursting.

"According to Kieran."

"Oh look. Over there."

"Bollocks! It's raining again. Shall we call it off?"

"If we leave now, I'll never want to come back. It's now or never."

All eight of the rowing team were in shirts and shorts and as the skies darkened sheets of water started slashing down on them. Emma and Mandy, not to mention the guys were all drenched to the skin with their shirts clinging to their powerful shoulders and well-developed chests. As they went through their physical jerks, both horny ladies stared hard at very wet shorts and male genitalia straining against revealing material.

"Balls! They see us. Shit! I might be recognised. Let's go."

"Wait."

Mandy picked up a ball of mud and smeared it over Emma's face making her features grubby and browner.

"Bloody hell, toots! Give me a heads up next time."

In a playful mood, the famous actress rolled up a ball of mud and smashed it into Mandy's kisser!

"Keep it up, the guys are staring."

"What...?"

Mandy rolled another mud pie in her fists and bombarded Emma again.

"Fuck off! OH!"

The rain teemed down as they grappled together before their rapt audience and as they slipped the lust-crazed women went head over heels in the sludge. In the struggle to keep a footing, Emma's was somehow wrenched from her chest. She stood with her heaving breasts exposed before the enthralled rowing team. Not to be outdone, she grabbed the blonde's top and gave it an almighty tug down, unveiling the girl's hefty bosom.

"Silly bitch!"

The two grappled and shifted this way and that until they both tumbled into the brown morass that was once the playing field. As they fell, Mandy reached out and found the waistband of Emma's shorts and pulled them down hard. Both stood there with their bare bodies covered with streaks of mud and grime.

Emma, dripping mud and rainwater, emerged from the boggy earth, totally naked and prepared for a fight. Mandy squelched forward to her wrapped her arms around her slight form and squeezed. Their mud-caked bodies stuck together like glue as they wrestled in the thickening layer of slimy dirt. Their bodies slapped against each other as they gripped each other by the hair. Thighs interlocked and tits mashed together, as they continued to wrestle unrelentingly. Panting hard in a deadlock, they came face to face and tit to tit. Shoulder to shoulder they pressed forwards, bellies, and pussies jammed together.

"Catfight, catfight!"

Emma looked at Mandy with two bright eyes that gleamed at her from the brown mudpack of her face. The busty blonde rose up and inhaled deeply through her open mouth. Her upper body was stained and her two melons were caked in mud. They stole a quick glance at the crew as the rain began to ease off, and the mud-splattered wrestlers started to slow up as the scum hardened.

"Come on you two. Let's get back to the clubhouse and get you cleaned up."

A couple of the drenched gathered some blankets for the grimy pair and they gladly wrapped up their brown-stained naked bodies.

"Thanks, guys. I'm Mandy and this is Emily." said the bubbly blonde in a thin disguise of hiding Emma's true identity.

"They do say that mud is good for the complexion," said Emma in way of commiseration.

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"This is it, Emma. We're in."

Sharing a shower room with eight virile young rowers was one step closer to her goal, thought Emma as the two cleaned up in the changing room stalls. The mud fight had actually been a turn-on.

"What do we do next?"

"Trust me, we don't have to do a thing. They're men and we're women. Come on."

Following the teenager's lead, Emma bounced back into the changing room in a state of undress and dripping wet, to see wide eyes staring lustfully at the pert mounds of her bared boobs and exposed butt and mons.

"Hey!"

She struck a bossy pose, with her hands on her hips rather than the obvious choice of covering her pussy mound. She took a steadying intake of air and made a feeble attempt to sound authoritative. Fat chance of that in her naked state and squaring up to the whole crew. Mandy moved from foot to foot ensuring her big tits jiggled enticingly. Just being near eight semi-naked young men obviously sent some message to their brains and their dicks and one could have cut the sexual tension in the room with a knife.

"Fucking hell!"

Emma's mouth gaped open as she became mesmerised by so many potential stunt cocks. As she looked at them, some naked from the waist up and a couple totally nude, the athletes all had incredibly fit bodies. Confronted by the group of eager young men instantly made her belly warm and tingly, and she felt a definite moistness between her upper thighs. Her body dripped water and made puddles on the tiles under her feet.

"There are no towels, guys."

"Sorry, Emily. Here. I'm Adam. I'm the cox of the crew and I sit in the stroke box."

The one called Adam was half-decent looking as he still wore his blue shirt but was naked from the waist down. He was shorter than the others but his dick jutted out at a forty-five-degree angle. He had a fit body too, as they all did. Emma took a towel and dabbed at her slender form, but refrained from covering her modesty.

"Yes, you certainly are."

Her clear eyes lowered to his budding erection and he laughed.

"No. I'm the cox. Coxswain of the crew. I'm the boss. This is Alex."

She and Mandy eyed up Alex who was naked from the waist up and still wore his tight blue shorts. Next up was Angus who also had his shirt off and his shorts on, and their eyes were drawn to his sizeable bulge at the front. Then came Harry who just emerged from the hissing shower stalls with a big towel. But rather than tie it around his waist, he hung it around his neck, displaying his ripped naked body.

"Hi," said the one introduced as James who stood stark bollock naked with a smile, oblivious to the fact that the women were but three feet from his beefy club of a dick that hung down between his chunky legs over a pair of massive balls. Even flaccid it looked to be close to seven inches long.

Tom had handsome features with a strong jaw, dark stubble, and piercing blue eyes. Up close, Emma could see that he had a lean and muscular body, toned and strong but not excessively muscled. His flexed forearms looked to be from excessive rowing, and he had the most enormous set of hands she had ever seen.

Bill looked directly at Mandy's huge boobs and was unashamedly sporting a perfectly formed six-inch boner. Toby looked over his shoulder with a big smile and a big hard-on.

"You guys are great. I don't know how we can repay you."

"Well..."

The die was cast.

In the wink of an eye, the two butt-naked lovelies were surrounded by extremely heated men. Emma caught Harry's eye and saw his eyes widen. She was outrageously horny as all she could think about was all the men around her. Their naked forms with broad shoulders and toned thighs. In the steamy interior of the cramped clubhouse, things got even steamier as many hands grabbed at four breasts and two bums. Not to mention sliding between the thighs of the naked ladies. Emma parted her legs to let someone's fingers probe her damp pussy, and Adam kissed her hard on the mouth. Another pinned her arms behind her back, and her tits were thrust forward.

Angus and Toby had placed Mandy on her knees on the floor and one by one pushed their stiff cocks between the deep valley of her huge knockers. The two rowers tit fucked her at the same time, their big cocks pressed tightly between the ample cleavage. The other members of the crew stroked their pricks and watched the scene unfold. Mandy's boobs heaved and dripped as she was groped and slapped repeatedly.

"Suck on that a while."

Emma went down on her haunches and was presented with four thumping erections. She focused on the one to her left and began to hum on the swollen helmet as the other three wanked off and awaited their turn. Someone moved her head to them and she vacated one cock to be offered another. This was all exciting stuff and would be a classic tale for her studies.

A hot dick was thrust into her sweaty fist and she stroked it as Bill grabbed the back of her head and pushed his erection past her drooling lips and into her mouth. He held her face in place as he bent at the knees and thrust up until she coughed and gagged on his hard cock. Spit ran down his shaft as it ran out of her mouth and Emma's nose ran. Tom slapped her cheek until she captured his bloated glans between her lips. The slender babe audibly slobbered on him before he relented and pulled back. They continued to move her head from one cock to another, fucking her mouth over and over.

Emma's pussy was aching with need by now and her fingers slid into the warm folds of her wetness. I'm so horny, she thought, fingering herself with her middle finger. Her pussy soaked her entire hand, she was so wet, and sublime tremors made her loins tingle. Toby's cock rose up rampant and glistened from her saliva as she sucked him loudly. She moaned around their cocks, finding some pride at how she had taken so much dick down her throat.

"To the bench."

Emma was raised up and spread out horizontally along a wooden bench. One of them grabbed her ankles and spread her slim legs out wide. Eager fingers pushed into her muff which was so wet now that they slipped in and out with relative ease. Emma welcomed the contact down there and sighed in pleasure.