After I had caught my breath a bit, and taken a moment to properly admire Lily's body with my hands before I handed her back over to Brie, I got out of the hot tub and began to make my way back inside. At this point I had completely lost track of where my pants were, so I simply grabbed a towel from the cupboard near the pool. After drying off as best I could and wrapping the towel around my waist, I began to walk off. The girls that remained behind at the pool were all doing their thing, whether that meant playing with each other or just hanging out, so I was free to escape. After noting the number of girls that were still in the lounge, which had devolved into a "let's all gang up on Sydney Sweeney" pile on the cushioned floor, I knew I had to find the rest.
I crossed from the lounge into the main corridor, and then back into the foyer. All was quiet there. I checked the library, the bar, and then the dining room and kitchen, but no one was there either. I shrugged and kept walking. It was an unfortunate detriment to the Lodge, the fact that the place was so big that you could lose people, and it was designed in such a way that sounds in one part of the house never carried to another. And so I began to march up the great marble staircase to the second floor. When I came to the top of the landing, it was still too quiet. Until I heard one distinct laugh come from one of the nearby bedrooms. I investigated quickly.
The door to one of the bedrooms was slightly ajar, and when I pushed it open, I saw a sight that wasn't too dissimilar from one I had seen several times before. It was only the specifics that would be different. This time, specifically, it was Emma Roberts, still wearing her dress (although it was pushed up) and her heels, sipping on a cocktail as she sat on the edge of the bed. On her knees in front of Emma, eating her pussy, completely nude, was Kristen Stewart.
"Ohhh, hey there," Emma said.
She reached down with one hand and tapped Kristen on the face as if she was pantomiming a slap.
"Look, my pet, we have company," Emma added.
Kristen sat back on her heels, and then turned to look at me. She had a very aroused grin on her face as she bit her lip and then ran her tongue along her top lip.
"I didn't say stop," Emma said.
Kristen leaned back in between Emma's legs, and started slowly licking again. Emma closed her eyes, and quietly moaned an 'mmmm' with a very pleased look on her face.
"So if you two are here, where is everyone else?" I asked.
"We were going to follow them, but we needed some alone time first."
"Where did they go?" I asked, tilting my head to listen closely.
Emma's face looked at me with a faux soured expression, like she was mildly insulted.
"You mean you'd rather leave and not hang out with us?" Emma said, running her hand through Kristen's hair as she continued to eat her pussy.
"You look like you could use a break," Emma nodded at the towel I was wearing.
I stopped for a moment, and then let out a chuckle.
"Maybe you're right," I said with a shrug.
Emma slowly reached over beside herself, and patted the bed. While I walked over and sat beside her, Kristen eyed me from the side. Her mouth was part way open, just enough for her tongue to stick out and show me exactly how she was eating Emma's pussy; with tiny little licks right against her clit. It was just like Kristen to tease on the exact spot that would drive someone crazy. Of course, Emma loved exactly that.
"Mmm, so what's going on out there?" Emma asked as she ran her fingers through Kristen's hair.
"Where I was? Pool party," I said casually.
Emma chuckled a little, and then took another sip.
"We were torn between going back there and coming up here. But I made the best choice, didn't I?" Emma asked Kristen.
"Uhhuh..." Kristen said without changing the position of her tongue or her lips.
"I would've thought you would've just joined in the dogpile forming on top of Sydney," I said suggestively.
"Mph, tempting, but, I need to keep our lovely Kristen here focused. Don't I?" Emma asked down at Kristen again.
Kristen didn't reply except by nodding her head, which took her tongue up and down with it, licking Emma harder and forcing her to head to tip upward slightly as she moaned.
"Thaaaat's right..." Emma moaned, and then started to breathe harder.
I watched intently, looking back and forth from Kristen's tongue dancing across Emma's pussy, to Emma's face as she gleefully reacted to it. It was hot, obviously. Watching one hot girl eat out another usually was. But something about it being Kristen and Emma made it all the better. Knowing how into each other they were, knowing how Emma was with women that she had sex with, and knowing how badly Kristen wanted to fuck basically every woman she saw. It was like a perfect cocktail.
"Well hello..." Emma suddenly said.
She reached over to me, and then began to rub her hand on the towel across my lap. Her fingers rubbed right over my cock, causing me to realize that I was rock hard once again. When she gripped it through the towel, Emma's lips curled into a grin.
"Break's over, right?" Emma asked.
"Whatever you say," I answered.
"Good," Emma said as she grabbed the edge of the towel and then flipped it up and off my lap.
