Jake Bryce sat in the bar at the New York Hilton at 20:30 on a Friday evening, thinking how much he loved his job. He knew he probably shouldn't, and that he should feel some semblance of shame from what he did, but he didn't.
Jake was a gigolo and proud of it.
He knew he was an attractive man, and his workout regiment had helped him maintain a svelte but muscled body on his 6'3 frame. If women wanted to fork out cash to spend an evening with him, who was he to deny them that?
He was sat, waiting for a client to arrive. He wore his usual attire of a dark blue suit with a black shirt. He'd been given the instructions by his agency to sit in a specific seat at a certain time.
Jake picked up the drink he'd ordered and was about to take a sip when he was approached by what was clearly a bike messenger.
"I believe you're waiting for someone, sir?" Said the man. "Umm, yes, I am" said Jake, somewhat confused "It's not you, is it?"
"No, someone asked my company to deliver a message to someone sitting in this seat at this time. Room 576." Said the messenger.
Jake seemed to understand what this meant. Sometimes, these things involved an element of secrecy or anonymity. "Oh, right, okay. Message received." He told the messenger, who turned and left, the other patrons eyes watching him as he did.
Jake finished his drink, settled his bill and left the bar. He walked to the elevator and rode it up to the corresponding floor.
He wandered the corridors, looking for Room 576. Once he found it, he knocked.
He looked down at his feet, and saw a keycard he slid under the door with a post-it note on it saying "30 seconds, then come in".
He picked up the keycard and looked at his watch. Once 30 seconds had passed, he unlocked the door and went inside.
Jake found himself in what appeared to be an empty room.
"Hello?" He asked, walking past the bathroom door further inside, now fully in the room. He looked and moved toward the window, unaware that the bathroom door had opened and someone had stepped out.
"Well, aren't you a strapping young chap?" Said a female voice with a British accent.
Jake turned around and his eyes widened in surprise.
Before him, in a lacy red two piece lingerie set was Emma Watson. Her long hair was down at her shoulders, slightly covering her breasts in the see through bra she wore.
"Wow" exclaimed Jake, once he'd found his words "I can't believe this. I'd never have thought someone like you would be doing this kind of thing."
"What, you don't think I know how to get dirty sometimes?" Said Emma, putting extra emphasis on the word 'dirty' as she moved toward Jake.
"No, it's not that, I just would've expected one of the most beautiful women in the world to not have to resort to hiring a man for the night. You could have any man you wanted." Explained Jake, the sight of the former Hermione in that lingerie causing his penis to slowly get harder and harder.
"You're right. I could just go down to that bar, walk up to the first man I see and tell him to fuck me senseless and he'd do it like that" said Emma, snapping her fingers "but that's not good press if it got out that Hermione Granger was strolling about looking for random cock, is it? No, I need something that would allow this whole evening to remain between ourselves so I can get what I'm so desperately craving. I've been at the UN all day and I have to cum soon. I need something that my fingers or a dildo can't give me. How about you, big boy," Emma asked, indicating the visible bulge in Jake's trousers "can you give me what I need?"
With that, Emma got onto her knees, and started to undo Jake's built, unzipping his fly and pulling his trousers down to his ankles. She felt his hard cock through his boxers, and pulled those down to free his throbbing erection. "Oh fuck, you ARE a big boy, aren't you?" Gasped Emma, moving her hand up to Jake's penis. "This has got to be what, 7, 8 inches at least?"
"About that" smirked Jake, who was already restraining his orgasm as Emma Watson slowly jerked him off.
The girthy penis twitched in Emma's hand as she rubbed up and down the shaft. The beautiful English actress smiled to herself, thinking how good this would feel inside her tight pussy, stretching her and filling her ever so well.
"Before we do this, just to check, you're clean right?" Asked Emma.
"Tested every month, all clear" responded Jake.
She moved her face closer to the thick cock of the man she just met, looked up at its owner and maintaining eye contact took it in her mouth.
"Oh fuck, that feels incredible!" Groaned Jake, as he watched Emma take more and more of his cock in her mouth, only pulling up to breath, then getting back to it, working the entire length into her mouth until her nose rested against his pelvis.
Emma reached up and grabbed Jake's hands, guiding them to the back of her head. Jake didn't need to be told twice.
He grabbed onto Emma's hair, and started to thrust himself back and forth, his cock pushing into her throat each time he thrust forward.
All Jake could hear were the wild gluck sounds coming from Emma, who had moved her hands down to grab at her breasts and play with her now dripping wet pussy.
Jake knew he'd not last much longer, so he started to ease off. Emma had other ideas, she grabbed Jake's ass and pulled him into her all the way. Her tongue licked the underside of Jake's cock as he lost control and emptied his balls deep in her throat. She kept him in her mouth until Jake confirmed he was finished, then she pulled herself off of Jake's penis, not letting one drop escape her mouth. She made a show of swallowing for Jake then showing her mouth was empty.
Eyes wide with lust, her makeup smudged and spit flowing out of her mouth from the frantic face fucking, Emma looked up at Jake. She went over to her bag on a nearby chair, and took out a pill bottle. She threw it at Jake.
"Take one, then round two. You're gonna fuck me with that big cock!" She demanded, moving to the bed, Jake watched her tight little ass swaying as she moved, the thong of her underwear nestled enticingly between her cheeks. He took out a pill and popped the it, then followed behind, shedding the rest of his clothes. Emma reached behind her, unclasped her bra and exposed her perfect, perky small breasts to Jake. He held Emma close, kissing her deeply. Their tongues danced, then Jake moved to latch his lips to Emma's nipple. He sucked and nibbled on one before moving to the other.
Jake's hands, meanwhile were occupied with Emma's lower half. One gripped the firm cheeks of her ass, while the other rubbed Emma's pussy through her panties, causing the English beauty to moan, her own hands running through Jake's hair, pulling at it as she felt the pleasure course through her.
Jake raised his head, kissed Emma again, then turned her around and pushed her onto all fours on the bed, he got on his knees behind her and pulled her panties aside in order to get at her drenched pussy.
His fingers ran along the length of her slit, collecting the gathering juices. Jake raised his fingers to his mouth, and he got his first taste of the British beauty. The sweet but tangy flavour hit his tastebuds and he immediately had to have more. Lowering to his own knees behind Emma, he started to lick at her pussy, causing the brunette to moan in pleasure.
"Fuuuuck yesssss, eat me, you fucking stud. Get my pussy wetter to take your cock inside." Emma groaned in pleasure.
