Note- Not real, just my imagination running wild.
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It is a little known fact that Emma Watson, celebrated English actress, is now a qualified yoga instructor. Having shot to fame as part of the Harry Potter movie franchise the jet setting twenty eight year old had somehow managed to squeeze in her accomplishment, her specialty being ashanta yoga. While she was in New York City involved in post production work on her latest move 'Little Women' she had taken to visiting the exclusive gym 'New York Pilates' on W. Houston. The stylish and established studio attracted many other well known faces but Emma had yet to see any other celebrities.
"Nice."
She had chosen to have a session an hour before the closing time when the place was thinning out and there was less chance of being recognised or bothered. The studios were airy and bright with hanging plants and plank flooring which she found pleasant. Slight of physique and only five feet five she had on her low slung pants in bottle green and a pink bra top which flaunted her flat midriff. Her hair was straight and she was bare of make up and nail polish as she finished up and headed for the locker rooms. Apart from the mat and towel service there were twelve showers with complimentary shampoo, conditioner and body wash. Two ten feet benches separated the row of showers, six on each side.
"This will be very welcome."
Emma slipped out of her clothing, grabbed a white fluffy towel and padded naked to one of the shower stalls. She caught a glimpse of herself in a full length mirror and paused a moment. A slim figure with medium but perky breasts looked back at her. Her arms and legs were slender, her feet small and her cute bottom was firm of buttock. She had chosen in recent weeks to shave her mound and her pink clitoral hood was conspicuous atop of her puffy labia which sat enticingly between her upper legs.
"Right."
Her feet stepped onto the cold tiled floor of the stall as she turned on the water. The sudden rush of the fine needles made her gasp at first and then she felt the intoxicating feel of the hot water and relaxed. It soaked her light brown hair and matted it down on her shoulders and then the water dripped onto her neck, tits and soft abdomen. The steam began to rise and Emma closed her eyes as she let the water cleanse and purify her.
"Soap."
From a little dispenser she squirted some soap into her palms and massaged a liberal amount into her skin. Torso, boobs, belly and butt crack, followed by her thighs and Mons pubis, all were massaged with broad sweeps of her hands. A foamy pool floated at her dainty feet and swirled down the drain. She lathered and rinsed again and then paid more attention to her pussy. Single again, the young and horny filly lifted her left leg up and brushed her outer lips with fingers of soapy film, tracing out circles, around and around. Then she moaned as she stuck her middle finger inside her inner folds and rubbed herself. She then let the shower head direct its hot spray directly between her parted thighs and her pussy was splashed perfectly.
"Oh...my."
The forceful jet of water drenched her bald muff and her clit throbbed and swelled. Emma fidgeted and hopped on the tiles as her sensitive pussy took a stream of water head on in a never ending jet. That was when she heard the laughter.
"Others."
Emma ceased playing with herself and shut off the water and cocked an ear. A few last drops hit the slippery tiles and then all was quiet. She peered out, just her head peeking from her stall, and looked across the way at another stall almost opposite hers. There she saw two young women frolicking under the spray of water and giggling like children. Emma felt a flush of intrigue, a shiver of sexual excitement, as her voyeuristic bent kicked in.
"Wait, I know them."
Her prying eye focused on none other than Cara Delevingne and her current female lover Ashley Benson. Her curiosity piqued Emma who crouched low and stayed as quiet as a mouse in her stall as she was riveted by the salacious women. Her hamstrings tightened as she became fascinated by the scene. She could see Cara had her back to her and her cute ass swayed from side to side with an erotic rolling as she humped Ashley who ground her butt back into her.
"Just like that, babe."
Cara had Ashley up against the wall of the shower and pressed hard at her as the steamy water streamed like a river down their desirable bodies. Emma looked on in stunned disbelief when Ashley slid her left hand between the cute cheeks of Cara and slide up. The English supermodel groaned and spread her hands against the wall as she ground back into the wet hand. Ashley buried her face in the others neck and nibbled on the earlobe that was turned to Emma's viewpoint.
"This is so hot!"
Then Cara turned about and brought her face into Ashley's bosom and extended her tongue to lick the left breast. Emma could clearly see Cara circling the hard nipple with tongue and lips as streams of water ran down the swell of Ashley's boobs. Consumed by lust they banged their bodies together.
"Wow!"
Emma licked her lips and her right hand found its place between her legs where she rubbed her slit gently. Her hand traced out a circle around her outer lips and just brushed her clit every third time. The women ground their pelvises into the other and Cara thrust her leg between Ashley's and humped her pussy. Their stomachs glued together under the shower and two pairs of hands slid up and down each others backs.
Emma rubbed harder, pressing two fingers into her soft petals which easily parted as her free hand pinched her rock hard nipples. Her moans began to get louder as her arousal grew and her rubbing became more animated as she watched transfixed at the women kissing slowly and lovingly. Ashley reached down between them and sank her middle digit into the welcoming slit of Cara whose head fell back into a spray of the hot water.
"Oh!"
Emma felt a bit cramped in her stall as her finger curled up inside her pussy and found that tender patch of flesh. Her nipples were now solid nubs as she frigged herself with a heaving chest and she came hard over her finger, her body in total surrendered to the blissful feeling. She realised her eyes had closed and when she opened them again Cara and Ashley had gotten out of the shower.
"Lets finish this at my place." Said Ashley. As they prepared to get dried off and dressed the female housekeeper entered the locker rooms to carry out her duties collecting used towels and the like. She spotted Ashley and smiled.
"Good evening Miss Ashley. Did you have a nice visit?"
The American looked at Cara as she dressed with her back to them and nodded.
"Oh yes, very pleasant. I'll be back tomorrow as well."
"Ah, with Miss Cara?"
"No, Robert is in town now he has finished filming."
"Mister Robert, how nice. Good night, missy."
Emma waited until she felt it safe to emerge from the stall. She hurried past the old lady and dressed quickly and beat a fast retreat. So, a movie actor named Robert, who might that be? She burned with the desire to discover the identity of the would be seducer of Ashely Benson and decided to return the next night also.
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Emma wished the whole day away in the sound studio on 5th Avenue and constantly studied her watch. When she was finally done she hurried to the gym and flashed her membership card at the desk and took the stairs two at a time. She planned her move and made straight for the locker rooms. She had her Galaxy S9 mobile phone and when she hid in the same shower stall as before she focused the camera on the stall opposite in order to ready herself. She was naked as before but had not used the shower this time.
