Note- This is purely fiction and only inspired by those in celebrity.
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London, December 2018.
I watched the beautiful Evanna Lynch as she returned from the bathroom of the Ivy in West London and it seemed like she was walking on air. We had just eaten a vegan dinner of a long bean and coconut curry and she had on a sheer strapless dress and when she stepped into the light she appeared to be naked. The twenty seven year old Irish actress and dancer had her soft and shiny blonde locks brushed onto the left side so that it tumbled across her left cheek.
"Ready, Emma?" She asked me with her intoxicating smile.
Her lips were glossy red and her pale skin glowed, the result of healthy living and good genes. She was so tiny, even more than I, barely five feet two with small curves and slim build. We stepped out into the cool night air and hailed a taxi to take us back to my apartment overlooking the River Thames in London's Dockyard district. The effervescent Evanna was staying with me since she had finished competing in the 'Dancing With The Stars' tv show with the South African dancer Keo Motsepe. The bubbly blonde was basking in her third place final spot, narrowly missing out on making the final.
"I'm so ready for bed Emma. It was a long flight from Los Angeles."
"I understand. Once you take a luxury soak in the tub you'll feel great."
I showed her the bedroom I had chosen for her. Next to my own and with large soft bed, generously sized en suite bathroom with walk in rain shower and she loved it.
"Then, tomorrow morning we'll go to Heathrow and pick up Keo."
I had also invited her dance partner as he had never been to London, and the timing was perfect.
"Oh, you'll just love him. He's so gorgeous and he dances like an angel."
Indeed I had watched the dance competition and the man was a dark skinned hunk of six feet three inches tall with a well built body and unshakable stamina.
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I had my own bath and luxuriated in a tub of my favourite C.O. Bigelow Soak, which contained eucalyptus, ginger and peppermint. Then I put my hair up and slipped on a white Tottenham Hotspur football jersey, white panties and a pair of over sized fluffy socks and decided to give Evanna a night time treat of a Jameson Irish Whiskey. Seeing how she hailed from County Louth I thought she might appreciate the gesture. I opened the door of the bedroom quietly and peered inside the white walled interior, lit by pendant lamps and recessed lighting.
"Mmmm."
I heard Evanna moan before I set my eyes on her on the bed, naked as the day she was born. The petite blonde was spooning her big pillow, one slender leg wrapped around it, her body humping to and fro. Under the harsh electric light my eyes focused on her exposed back and top half of her buttocks. Like a moth drawn to a flame I could not tear my eyes from her as I observed the muscles of her bottom quiver as she rocked gently on the pillow.
"Oh, Keo." She said softly as she stretched out on her back and discarded the pillow which dropped silently to the thick carpet.
I gasped as she spread out and her fingers rubbed her inner thighs at the inverted V of her open legs. Mesmerised I hung back in the entrance by the door as her hips undulated in a steady rhythm and her hand pressed on her pussy mound. Her quim was totally hairless and the moist labia were soft and fleshy where she now traced the line of her outer lips.
"Ahhh!" She moaned faintly as she slowly rubbed the folds up and down, smearing her wetness on her pink slit.
I put the glass of whiskey by my feet and bit my lower lip at the left corner as my right hand slid inside the top of my panties elastic waist band and connected with my engorged clitoris. Evanna writhed on the crisp cotton sheet and her ass cheeks squeezed together and her hips gyrated slowly as I looked on. The distance between us must have been about nine feet so I was pretty close yet still undetected.
"Oh, Evanna!"
The Irish beauty slowly rubbed her clit, so lightly it seemed like she was not actually making contact. Her eyes were closed as she used her free hand to pinch her nipples until they were so hard they could have cut glass. Her small A cup breasts rose and fell as I pushed my middle digit into my damp pussy and began to finger fuck myself as I watched.
"So wet," she purred as I saw her finger disappear into her bald cunt and her hand move rapidly back and forth.
Evanna left her tits and her left hand snaked down her sternum, across her flat stomach until both her hands were between her outstretched legs. Using both thumbs the blonde brushed her moist and puffy lips and then parted them to expose the pink insides that glistened with her juices. For a split second I imagined that she was showing me the result of her work but I was certain she was unaware of my presence.
"Fuck, Evanna!"
I tugged my panties down to my knees and licked my palm before cupping my muff and humping my hips to and fro. My big toe shot up in my sock as Evanna rolled over and laid face down, ass up on the bed. Her left hand ran between her legs from behind and under, her eager fingers parting her sopping labia. Her butt rocked up and down against her hand as if she were fucking it and her sheer enthusiasm made my own arousal bubble as I rubbed my hard clit vigorously.
"You go girl!"
Now she moaned constantly as she ground hard on her hand. I tried to stifle my own groans as I pushed harder on my little nub. My eyes remained glued on her as her ass rose up higher and then came down on her hand with full force. My legs trembled as a thousand tingles ran through me and Evanna gripped a handful of sheet in her free fist.