Emma Watson Goes To College Pt 07

Sunday morning, Oxford.

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The sun was up and its golden rays streamed into the modest boudoir of Emma Watson's rented rooms. She was coming to the end of her first term at Oxford University and she had thoroughly enjoyed the experience. She lay in her bed between two others, all three of them a tangle of naked limbs and soft breathing. Her left leg was draped over the right thigh of Kieran Brown her current lover, and this new form, a beautiful black-skinned creature with pert breasts and long straight hair who lay on her right. The guest mewled softly as Emma rolled away.

She sat up and licked her dry lips. She had a raging thirst, the result of the drinking the previous evening. Her head ached from the excessive alcohol, and try as she might, the details of how all three wound up in bed eluded her. She got up and saw the mattress dent in the middle of the sleeping two, both curled up in tight balls facing away from each other. Emma wracked her brain to remember but her belly made noises. She visited the bathroom attended her ablutions and padded back naked to the bedroom.

"Emma, there you are. Some night that was!"

Kieran lay back on a pillow and flicked his hair back. The black girl was awake and had draped herself over his midriff as she idly stroked his dick back to life. It was Katrina, one of the waitresses from the party the night before. A split second later, the events all came flooding back to Emma.

x

Saturday night.

To celebrate the end of the first term, some of the students gathered for a party at the Osler House. Close to the Uni, the venue offers a fabulous summer party offering three smaller indoor spaces well suited for meetings, as well as a large bar and function room ideal for celebrations and gatherings. The pleasant gardens have space for everyone to relax and have fun. Emma took it upon herself to pay for the catering including delicious food and drinks. There were sausages, chicken, salads, coleslaw, and potato salad. Plus lots and lots of wine.

Emma looked divine in a strapless sweetheart-neckline mini dress, with a peplum-like skirt at the waist, and pointed tie pumps. Kieran and their other friend, Mandy, accompanied her, having returned north for a period. The house was filling up and there must have been about fifty guests in all and Emma and Beau quickly found a high table for two.

Eager to have a good time the good-looking fellow and the first glass of wine slipped down his throat in one glug. Once in the mood, they separated and Emma made chit-chat with some of the students. Now and again she saw Kieran beckoning to a particular waitress for top-ups.

Each time they got close they giggled and whispered in each other's ear. Emma hadn't seen her before and thought she did look stunning. The ebony beauty strutted with utter confidence in high-heeled shoes and her skimpy black uniform merely highlighted her bubble butt and swaying hips as she walked. The leggy babe had all the features necessary to give any man an instant boner. Flawless dark skin, luscious curves, and fulsome lips that were made to suck cock. Emma felt a pang of jealousy as she continued to mingle.

Ten minutes later, Emma saw her lover in a corner where Kieran had the girl against the wall and he was sucking on her forefinger which she had inserted in his mouth.

Emma kept on watching as the exotic-looking filly buried her face in the curve of his neck and placed a hand in his groin. A hot flush coursed through the actress as she watched Kieran dry hump the hand of the girl.

The night drew in, and the pair drifted out to the gardens. He had the girl by the hand and was dragging her to a secluded section where the shadows grew longer as the light faded. Emma followed at a discreet distance and as she hugged a wall with her back to it she was just in time to see the girl unzip Kieran's fly and fish out his burgeoning erection.

"Oh, fuck," she heard him moan as the uniformed waitress got on her haunches and put his stiff cock in her mouth.

Emma looked on intently, unable to look away, watching her lover's hard boner emerge from the girl's mouth all wet and slick with saliva. Her hand gripped his buttocks and bobbed her head to and fro as she gave him a hands-free blowjob. During an academic term of free loving, sexual experimentation, and the pursuit of the sometimes elusive O, the sight of him being sucked by someone else was enticing and wildly erotic. Emma stared wide-eyed as she crept closer and closer to the semi-hidden couple.

Like a rabbit caught in the headlights of an oncoming car, Emma just stared at them while her hand vanished under the short hem of her dress to the junction of her upper thighs and mons. As she had foregone the wearing of any underwear, Emma fingered the surge of wetness inside her pussy and her legs wobbled as she put one hand on the wall. She gasped when Kieran noticed her presence and he nodded at her as he was loudly sucked off. He stepped out of his strides and the black-skinned girl stood up and wiped her mouth on the sleeve of her top.

"Emma, this is Katrina. Come and say hi, she would love to meet you."

Kieran was kissing all over her face, slowly making his way down her neck. Katrina scissored her slender pins at each kiss. Emma was also turned on, and she welcomed yet another Ménage à Trois. Katrina held out a hand as Kieran pulled her top down to expose her C-cup breasts. He licked around her right tit, slurping around the nipple as his erect prick thumped her left thigh.

"Oh!"

Katrina moved as quickly and as lightly as a puma and the next thing Emma knew were full lips on hers and a rolling tongue in her mouth. The heated Emma opened her mouth wider and a tingle ran down her spine when her short dress was hiked up and two slim fingers were inserted inside her moist muff.

"No knickers. How daring."

Emma hummed on her lips as she was frigged and she went in tiptoe as she squirmed and groaned in delight. Kieran stroked her brushed-back hair as both he and the waitress pressed her against the wall. They shared a three-way kiss and Katrina ripped the low neckline of Emma's dress down and began to caress her pert tits.

"How about it, babe? Us three right here and right now?"

Emma was past the point of no return and as she looked around for anybody else in the vicinity nodded an affirmative. Katrina knelt and held Emma's upper thighs and pressed her face into her snatch. She felt heavy breathing as busy lips kissed and lapped at her pussy.

"Kieran...she...she's licking me out!"

"I know, I can see!"

His throbbing shaft bumped her left leg as he kissed her hard and Katrina thumbed her clit repeatedly. Emma was lost to it all as she humped her hips to enhance the sublime sensations between her legs. With her back to the wall, Emma had her dress around her midriff like it was a broad belt and she inhaled deeply as the cold hit her bare frame.

Now the black girl wriggled out of he dress and ground her naked body to hers. Emma's hands met her tight bottom and she drove her left leg between the other and pushed. As they dry humped Kieran wanked his dick as he watched. As the women mashed tits, he came behind Emma and he slipped in and widened her legs with his.

"Fuck me, babes."

Standing there on her pointy-toed shoes, supported by the younger girl, Emma felt thrilled to have her slick speared by her lover's rigid prick. He fucked her as he held her waist with lunges that started low and drove upward, forcing her to rise up. Her juices streamed down her left thigh and her breath caught in her throat. In his frenzy, he grasped her arms and pulled them back. He hooked his own hands around her elbows and held her firmly with her hands trapped behind her back.

"Fuck me, babes. Fuck...me!"

In this way, Emma was bent forward at the waist, and her backside bore the brunt of Kieran's forceful thrusts. The slaps of his taut stomach against her cushioned bum echoed in the night air and if anyone should discover them now, Emma would have said take a good look. Her nipples were rock-hard and her breasts bounced back and forth until they were almost hitting Katrina in the face. He slowed up and caught his breath.

"Oh, so good," Katrina sighed when Kieran switched women and came behind the waitress.

"Fuck her, Kieran, fuck her good!"

Emma stood in Katrina's arms and their eyes met. The lewd sound of flesh slapping as he smashed into grew louder as did his energetic strokes. The famous star of film and modelling rubbed her clit and frigged herself off at the amazing sight of her boyfriend fucking a black girl.

"I'm going to cum," she panted, "I'm going to cum on his cock."

Emma was envious as she watched the black girl lick her lips and squeak in high-pitched yelps. Her slender body trembled as she climaxed and as Kieran extracted himself from her he pointed his hose at Emma who dropped like a stone to capture his ejaculate on her mouth and tongue. They gathered their wits, returned to the house, and drank more wine for the party.

x

Sunday morning.

"Oh, baby!" groaned Katrina with a throaty purr as Kieran spread her legs wide and raised her hips from the bed.

Emma blinked in the morning sunlight as her memories returned. She and Kieran had invited Katrina for more and all three had made out until the early hours. Inches from the escalating passion, the butt-naked Emma Watson cupped her muff and admired the pair.

With a spectacular view from behind Emma watched the hairless bum of her boyfriend clench as he settled between the chocolate-hued pins of the young girl. Katrina's cunt winked at Emma just before he pushed the soft folds of her shaven pussy open with his thick shaft. He shifted his thighs so that she was able to see him move in and out and the intimate sight of them screwing on her bed sent a delicious shiver through her.

"She's as tight as a drum, Emma."

Her view became obscured as the girl crossed her calves behind his taut buttocks and only their rocking bodies gave evidence of their coupling. As he fucked her faster the bed creaked under their weight. Katrina's hands locked behind his neck as he rode her effortlessly. With his body hot and dripping with sweat, Kieran pulled back and spread his hands.

"Your turn, babe."

Emma got on her back and Kieran slithered up her glowing body as she parted her slim legs for him. Raking her fingers through his unruly hair, Emma hissed as he ground his length along her aching gash. They exchanged wet kisses as she arched up, yearning to be taken by him. When he fed her half of his log her knees bent under him as she clung on.

His cock felt enormous inside her as he did that thing where he dragged his prick almost all of the way out of her, teasing her with every hard ram back in. Emma cried out as he hoisted her legs up on his shoulders and pulled her roughly to the very edge of the bed so that her cute bum hung in mid-air. Her cunt rippled as she came on his length and her orgasm flooded her tremulous frame.

x

A month later.

Kieran had returned to his family home before the start of the next term and Emma also spent time in London. After what had turned out to be one hell of a first term, Emma wanted nothing more than to get her head down and do some serious catching up with her creative writing. She had amassed a ton of notes and potential scenarios for her erotic novel.

But she hadn't banked on the Dean telling her of a rushed induction for late arriving students and that would she mind terribly rooming with another for a brief period. Emma was quite pissed off as she wanted peace to write and any intrusion would be distracting. Nevertheless, she agreed thinking that the library might be her best shot at getting some piece and quiet.

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Emma's modest rooms close to the Uni had two bedrooms, a kitchen, and just the one bathroom and shower. The day after Emma came back to Oxford Justin turned up and the self-assured and confidant megastar took an instant dislike to the young fellow. He was surly, uncouth, and seemed to have a permanent sneer on his face. When they met, Emma had on a summer dress with an alluring and plunging neckline, and as he plonked his luggage down his eyes never left her half-exposed bosom.

"So, you're the famous child actress."

"ACTRESS!" Emma said with a seething voice. "I've done literally tons of roles apart from Harry Bloody Potter."

As he sat in a chair and picked at his fingers the fair-haired Justin made no secret of his staring and leering at her figure.

"Can you put the kettle on, darlin.'"

"Sod off! What did your last servant die of? There is the kitchen. Go and make your own tea."

"Okay, Emma, chill."

"And don't call me Emma. I'm Miss Watson to you, Justin."

"Devell."

"What?"

"MISTER Devell to you. My family is quite well off. We come from a long line of bastards. So, any boyfriend?"

"That's no business of yours." Justin shrugged and studied the backs of his hands as he settled back in his chair. "Nothing to do?"

"Not especially. Am I in your way?"

"Oh, stuff this. I'm off to the library."

"With that, Emma grabbed her iPad and took off, slamming the door behind her.

x

The famous celeb stayed out of the rooms all day and stayed out of the smug beast's way the entire day. She ate supper at the Vault and Gardens diner and

enjoyed a meal of Beef Brisket Azteca with Mexican beans. She rubbed her tired eyes and decided to go to bed early. As soon as her head hit the pillow she was asleep.

She was woken at some later time by some noise and thought that she heard a faint rustle of feet and definite giggling. She fluffed up her pillow and attempted to drop off again but a mere five later she was rudely awakened by muffled sounds from the adjoining bedroom. She put the pillow over her head to mute the rude sound of moaning but to no avail. Fuming she lay on her back looking at the ceiling and her ears pricked up at the sound of giggling and pillow talk.

"Fuck me, Justin. Fuck me with that big cock!"

Scumbag, she thought! He's brought a bloody girl back to his room and was in the act of fucking her brains out! And not only that but merely feet away from where Emma slept! Irate but intrigued at the same time, she got out of her bed up, not bothering with the light, and padded barefoot over to the adjoining wall for a better listen. Whoever he was shagging, it was clear that the female loved the attention she was receiving and the moaning quickly turned to high-pitched squealing. She began to beg. Beg for him to screw her harder and Emma found herself straining her ears to hear more.

Without thinking about it, Emma's right hand had found its way down the waistband of her panties and she was busy fanning her slit. The creep was turning her on!

As they continued to fuck each other she pressed her ear hard to the wall as the unknown girl demanded that she be taken doggy style. Emma parted her legs and she felt the sexual heat from her overheating pussy.

In her mind's eye, she imagined Justin thrusting in and out of the girl who was on all fours and the constant creaking of the bed only piqued her interest. By now her pussy was really slick as she frigged herself rapidly.

"I'm going to cum. Where do you want it?"

"On my bottom, big boy."

Big boy indeed! Emma's hand was a blur as she strummed her clit and she could feel her climax thunder through her loins. The rampant couple came to a shuddering climax next door with loud groans and Emma came at the same instant.

"That was fantastic, babes."

"Naturally. On a scale of one to ten, I'm a ten."

Self-righteous git! Did he think he was God's gift to women?

"What about her? Do you think she might have heard us?"

"Fuck her, she's frigid anyway."

Bastard, Emma thought as she seethed behind the adjoining wall. She heard the door close and presumably, the girl had decided not to stay the night. Emma skipped back to bed and dropped off to sleep with her hand between her upper thighs.

x

Emma got up the next morning after a thoroughly good night's sleep and dismissed their sleazy behaviour of Justin the previous night. She headed to the bathroom as was her usual routine for her morning ablutions and shower. She stepped out of her soiled underwear threw them in the laundry basket and went to turn the handle of the bathroom door. As she paused on the threshold she heard the shower already on, and in a flash realised that Justin had beaten her to it.

Bugger! Still no matter and as she stood there in the buff, she gave in to her curiosity and she took a peek inside. Big boy? She opened the door a little more and noted the steam had risen. But she could clearly see the young student soaking in the tub all lathered up and humming to himself. She caught her breath and looked on with wide eyes as he splashed about. He made ripples as he seemingly gripped his dick under the surface and groaned softly.

Then, like the periscope of a submarine, his cock began to rise above the water level and poke up to the ceiling. Emma had to cover her mouth as she audibly gasped at the size of his stiffening manhood.

"Goodness! He's hung like a fucking horse!"

Emma had seen all sizes and shapes of men and she guessed that Justin was the proud owner of an eight-inch dick. She shrank back lest she be seen when the

bugger fisted his dick and started to jerk off before her very eyes!

Emma felt her pussy moisten with an unexpected excitement and she berated herself for getting aroused once more. His eyes looked in her direction but were unseeing as his stiff boner jutted out majestically from his damp groin. He got onto his knees in the rub and made tiny whimpers as he wanked off. Emma sucked in air through flared nostrils as she stared at the uncircumcised dick with the flared helmet emerging from the peeled-back foreskin. He pumped and pumped his thumping shaft until he spilled his seed into the bubble bath.

Emma made a strategic withdrawal and shut herself in her bedroom. She so wished that Kieran were here so that they could share a quickie. Desperate for relief she found her trusty rabbit vibrator flopped onto her back on the bed and stretched her legs out. She proceeded to thrust it in and out of her quim and then progressed to her clit and the sublime vibrations made her thighs quiver as she came with a cry and a squirt. This was unbearable. The bastard had made her frig herself twice in the space of twelve hours!

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She spent a rewarding day in the library collating her notes and planning the upcoming term on her return to her rooms, Emma decided to take a late night shower to avoid the morning's chain of events. She stripped off, turned on the taps to let the water heat up, and checked out her reflection in the full-length mirror. The certified yoga instructor was rightly proud of her slender build with her trim waist and firm, pliant breasts. Her was relatively tight and nicely shaped and her Mons was neatly trimmed with just the right amount of pubic hair at the top.

She stepped into the stall and as the spray hit her bare body she instantly revived. She let the hot water hit her tits and stomach and between her legs. She reached for her scented soap and lathered it up in her hands. As the thin needles of water bounced off of her she paid attention to her loins and coated her nether regions with the heavenly fragrance.

The lather dripped down her toned thighs like a waterfall and she moved her hand to her pussy mound and cupped her foamed up gash. With a sly grin, she positioned her body in such a way that the shower stream hit her pussy directly and the lather poured down her lower body. Emma had worked herself up into a state of erotic excitement and she energetically rubbed her soft outer lips. The relentless pounding water filled her ears and in her heightened state of arousal, she did not hear Justin step into the stall behind her.