Note- This is total fiction, and does not reflect on any persons living or dead.
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The year 2020 will undoubtedly go down in history as one to forget. At least for most. In fact Emma Watson looked back on the national lockdown with some personal satisfaction. The reason being the extraordinary event that happened on that night when she and her current boyfriend joined in with what started out as an innocent game of poker with some friends.
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Emma and Leo, a successful young businessman from Los Angeles, had been an item since early 2019. When the UK lockdown came into effect they were in London staying at Emma's apartment, unaware of the rapidly developing events, just like everybody else. They had made plans to fly to Leo's home in L.A. but soon realised that any flights to and from USA were to be suspended forthwith. It became clear that they were effectively going to be confined within the four walls of Emma's two bedroom flat overlooking the River Thames for some duration.
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Despite their close relationship and their healthy sex life, it came as a huge relief to both when the Prime Minister announced the June easing of lockdown restrictions. Still unable to fly to the States, Emma and Leo decided against any other visits to the continent, and gratefully accepted a stay at the aristocratic stately home of Lord and Lady Humphries, one of Leo's English business associates. Leo, being an upwardly mobile kind of fellow, had Emma's full support in his endeavours.
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Still half asleep, Emma tumbled naked out of the comfortable king sized bed and ventured through the French windows out onto the warm marble tiles of the back patio. The June evening sun heated the tiles from a cloudless sky, and Emma tilted her head up and stretched lazily upwards to embrace the dwindling sunlight on her petite body. In front of her the well kept garden sloped out to a row of wind pruned sycamore trees a few hundred metres past the freshly mowed green lawn.
"You're up." Said Leo as he encircled Emma's trim waist with his hot hands.
As naked as she, his thick and rigid erection was all pushy between her pert little buttocks, as he hugged her tightly.
"You too." She giggled as she bumped back at his vertical pole.
Leo tensed his legs and pushed back against her as he stroked the front of her desirable frame. It had been so good, thought Emma, not only to get out of the flat, but to get out of the city as well. She hummed happily as her hunky lover caressed her lithe figure with the subtle curves of her perky tits and tiny swell of her toned stomach. They idly bathed in the sun before darting back inside their room.
"Make love to me again." She purred as he dropped on top of her sexy wriggling body on the soft bed.
"Just how many times can you do it?" Asked Leo as his smooth body squashed her soft tits.
"A lot," grinned Emma as she puckered her lips and kissed him hard on the mouth.
The sensuous skin of her quivering body pressed up into his as he wriggled and squirmed between her splayed out legs. His groin settled on her lower body and he instantly felt the heat of her damp pussy. Emma squeaked as Leo ground himself between her limber thighs which opened wider to allow him better access.
"Fuck me, Leo." She groaned into his mouth breathlessly, grazing his lips with hers.
He grunted and pushed up with a surprisingly powerful thrust, and he was in. Leo pinned her arms above her head as he moved in and out at a leisurely pace. Their youthful bodies slithered together with audible smacking noises as they rolled on top of the bed in tandem. Emma sighed beneath him as her pussy humped on his sizeable cock with a fresh urgency. Her back arched into his chest as he slid effortlessly in and out of the welcoming wet embrace of her tight cunt.
"So...good." She gasped as Leo humped against her lower body in his search for blessed relief.
Emma lifted her legs up into the air as the protruding button of her clitoris was rubbed by his pelvic bone. She hugged him in her arms as the first spasms of her orgasm gripped her, and her pulse quickened. Leo's hips moved in a steady rhythm as he rammed into the sweet depths of her pussy to the hilt with his rock hard shaft.
"Fuck! I'm coming!" She blurted through gritted teeth.
Emma shook in Leo's arms as he continued to fuck her in divine sweeping motions as she came on his rod. And this triggered his own climax and he squirted his cum deep inside her with one final push. Their sticky forms remained glued together until they separated and padded to the adjoining bathroom for a mutual shower.
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At eight that evening, Emma and Leo joined their hosts for a superb dinner of fillets of beef and venison served in a sauce of mushroom, cream and whisky. Their hosts were a middle aged couple who had inherited the home from the parents of Sir Edmund Humphries. The home in Hastings was a typical old building with buttresses and ornate doors and windows, and acres of land. Emma's beau Leo, had high hopes of securing a contract with Sir Edmund and had jumped at the invitation to visit after the end of the lockdown. The thirty year old couple were greeted warmly by Sir Edmund and Lady Jane when they has arrived that morning.
"Delighted to meet you, dear chap," said His Lordship as he shook Leo's hand. "And this must be your better half, what?"
"It's Emma. She's an actress. Amongst other things."
"How novel. On the stage?"
"No, I'm in films." Said Emma with some pride as she took the hand of the craggy man with the hook nose and dramatic swirl of greying hair.
"Ha! Hear that, my dear? Young Emma is an actress in motion pictures."
Emma turned to Her Ladyship who had huge luminous green eyes and high cheekbones. She may have been younger than her husband, but not a great deal. She was taller though, and had a curvy figure with a top heavy bosom.
"Charmed, I'm sure." Said she with a weak smile. Her eyes never left Leo, he being a healthy and good looking fellow with medium length hair and a trim beard. "Hope you don't mind but my nephew Charles dropped by as well. His girlfriend is stuck in Australia of all places. He's an awfully good poker hand. He'll make up the numbers."
As soon as Emma made eye contact with the elegantly dressed young Charles something stirred in her. He was over six feet tall with tousled fair hair and strong white teeth which he flashed when he smiled at Emma. He appeared athletic, had a straight back, and a strong jawline. He wore a soft woolen jacket, and navy shirt which was open at his throat. She had a familiar weakness for men taller than her, the top of her head barely came up to his chin, and for those who had a smart look.
"Emma Watson! Love your films. Especially Little Women. I almost cried."
God, thought Emma. Even his voice is adorable. I have to stay focused.
"Thank you. Nice of you to mention." She gushed as she hopped from one heel to the other.
"Let's eat, Pumpy."
Leo looked at Emma with an amused expression as Lady Jane referred to her husband by his pet name. Dinner was an odd episode with her checking out the lean looking Charles with the sparkling blue eyes, Sir Edmund giving her the lecherous eye constantly, and Lady Jane leering at the bearded Leo, quite clearly mentally undressing him. Clearly uncomfortable with the whole affair, it came as some relief for Emma when the game started.
"I need to impress these people, Em. It's good for business. And they all love card games."
"But what do you know about poker?"
"Enough."
Truth be told, Leo hadn't played a hand in years. After the meal, all five retired to the big library which had several bookcases crammed full, and a tall drinks cabinet in one corner. As Sir Edmund took charge of refreshing their drinks, Emma took a seat close by to a square table covered with professional style green felt. It was just the right size for four players.
