Emma had wanted to meet and fuck Peter for a long time. She had watched some of his porn movies and he made her horny as hell.

Last week she had worked up the courage to ask if she could visit him at his house. He was very gracious but didn’t recognize her name. That made it a lot easier for her.

Today was the day they would meet. She drove her Mercedes to his house and got out of it. She swung her legs out first and felt her cunt lips part as she did. She wore no panties and felt a brief chill on her pussy.

Emma stood next to the car in high heels, a very tight mini-skirt, and a half-t-shirt that exposed the bottoms of her tits.

“Well…here goes!” she said.

Her heels clacked on the stone paved driveway as she walked to the door.

To her surprise, the door was pulled open and there stood Peter!

“You have to be Emma Watson!”

“And you’re Peter! I’ve seen so many of your films that I would recognize you anywhere.”

“Please come in. You didn’t confide in me the reason for your visit.”

She walked slowly passed him, giving him a good look at her plump ass. He followed her.

“Maybe I should show you around.”

“Just show me where you have sex with all those beautiful women.”

He beckoned her further into the house and said, “We use the entire house as our film studio.”

She was taught with anticipation. She had never even been in an R rated scene in her movies. She had a plan though of exactly what she wanted from him.

“You must realize why I’m here Peter.”

“From the way you’re dressed it seems like you want to be in a film with me.”

“Please…’be in a film with me’? Let’s be frank. I want to fuck your brains out.”

Peter didn’t flinch. He had already appraised her and was hoping she was here for just that!

“Let’s try a scene and see where that leads us. You obviously have a great body and your face is bangin’ too. Do you have any tattoos?”

“No.”

“Did you bring a photo ID with you?”

She opened her clutch and produced her ID which said she was twenty-nine years old.

“What? Twenty-nine? You look like you’re eighteen!”

Emma giggled. “It’s all due to clean living!”

“One last question. Are there any things you refuse to do for a movie?”

“Absolutely no animals! And no underage partners.”

“Excellent.”

“Our first tryst will be without cameras. It’s important that I see how you react before I bring in the film crew.”

He took her hands and guided her towards the couch. He sat down and said, “Give me a lap dance just to see how you move.”

Emma turned and showed her ass to him. As she bent down to sit on his lap, he noticed she wore no panties.

“Your pussy looks really good! Rub it on my cock.”

She sat down and felt a long bulge in his pants. She bucked her hips back and forth and felt him getting rock hard. She reached up and ran her fingers through her hair. Her t-shirt lifted, exposing her tits.

Peter massaged them. “What perfect tits you have.”

“How does my ass feel?”

“It feels like it’s gonna be fucked later!”

“I want your dick in my ass Peter. I’ve watched you ass fuck women in your videos and dreamed about you doing it to me.”

Peter pushed her up and off, spun her around and helped her sit on his lap facing him!

Emma stuck her long tongue out, bent over, and licked his lips. His tongue met hers and they intertwined outside their mouth before they finally pushed them together.

His hands snuck up under her t-shirt and gripped her titties. He pulled them into cone shapes and tweaked her hard nipples with his thumbs.

She undid the waist of his pants and his cock came free. It was every bit as big as it looked in his films. She tugged on the head.

Breaking off their kiss, he said, “You’re no amateur at playing with a cock.” Then he leaned in and sucked on her left nipple.

They played with each other for several minutes until she stood up. Her t-shirt hit the floor but she left her mini-skirt and heels on.

“Fuck me now Peter. I need your cock inside me.”

He stood up also and lifted her left leg up, exposing her hairy cunt. His pants hit the floor and his cock touched her pussy. In one long thrust he entered her. She was so wet!

“Uh! Oh! Fuck! Your cock feels good.”

She had Peter’s cock…finally!

“Fuck me hard and cum on my face!”

He jammed his cock all the way in and kept on doing it. His balls swung free as he fucked her.

Her head went back and her eyes closed. Her dream was coming true. Each in-stroke lifted her right foot off the floor. Her arms held him around the chest and back. She loved the feel of his chest muscles pressing against her tits.

“That’s it. Fuck your little whore’s cunt. Oh yeah!”

“Are you my little whore now Emma?”

“I’ll do whatever you want baby. Just make me cum.”

He was more interested in making himself cum, but he knew she would cum with him.

“Pound me Peter. Pound my pussy.”

Tired of standing, he threw her on the couch and fucked her even harder. Her legs kicked at the ceiling. Her tits shook on her chest.

“Don’t cum inside me. I need a face full of your cum.”

His balls were churning, filling his big prostate with semen.

Her fingernails scratched lightly at his balls. She bit his shoulder in ecstasy.

“Please shoot your man seed on my pretty little British face. Be one of the first to cum on Emma Watson’s face.”

He was rapidly approaching orgasm, as was she. She would cum when his first shot of jizz hit her face.

At last, he pulled out of her and jerked his cock which was pointed at her face.

“Ahhh! Take it!” he said as the first thick rope splashed on her cheek.

She went over the top and came with him!

“Keep on plastering my face with your cum. I’m cumming with you!”

They came together as thick goo accumulated on her face and she kept on cumming!

“Oh yes!” she said. With her mouth open, some of his cum dripped off her upper lip and onto her tongue. She swallowed it.

He emptied his balls onto her pretty little face. Emma Watson had the biggest facial of her life! When he finally stopped and squeezed the last drop from the end of his dick, her orgasm ended.

She had experienced what so many other women had…Peter’s bid load all over her face.

“Hold still and don’t touch your face.”

Some of his cum dripped from her eyebrows down onto her tits.

“Click! Click!” Peter took several photos of her cum covered countenance.

When he finished, she said, “I’ll need copies of those snapshots for my scrapbook.”

“No problem. You can go clean up now. We’ll have dinner at six PM sharp.”

When she had cleaned the jizz off herself, Peter showed her to a spare bedroom. “You may as well stay the night. I’ll have the camera crew here tomorrow morning for your scene. You were great out there!”

Emma got situated in her room and only came out at dinner time. She had found some clothes that fir her in the walk-in closet and now wore white shorts and a bra.

Peter met her in the dining room and helped her to her seat, It was a long table and they were at either end of it.

They were served by a cute young blonde in a French Maid’s outfit. When she bent over to give Peter his plate, Emma noticed that she wore no panties.

When the girl was finished serving she dropped out of site near Peter. She was under the table, and Emma was pretty sure Peter was having his cock sucked while they ate.

“I noticed that you have very attentive staff.”

“Life is too short to not get sucked off at every opportunity.”

“I like that attitude. Maybe we can work it into one of my scenes.”

About the time she was finishing her meal she saw him tense up and then moan.

“He’s cumming in her mouth! Lucky girl.”

A few minutes later the maid resurfaced and walked away.

“So what’s on the agenda for tomorrow?”

“The crew should be here around nine AM and we should be all set up and ready to go by eleven.”

“And what will I be doing in the scene?”

“That will remain a secret until it happens. That way we can get your unabashed reaction to it.”

They sat around drinking and talking for the rest of the night. At eleven, Emma reached for the sky and declared, “Time for bed. Are you cumming?”

“No…I need to get my body ready for tomorrow. You understand.”

Emma spent the night alone for the first time in a great while. She dreamed about what might be in store for her tomorrow.

Emma woke up at nine and got dressed in her own clothes. After performing her ablutions, she ventured out to see what was happening.

“Hi Emma! I can’t let you see the set just yes. It’s all part of the surprise.” Peter said.

Twenty minutes later, Peter came to where Emma was sitting with a blindfold in his hand. “I’m afraid you’ll have to wear this.”

“Why?”

“As you walk into the scene, we’ll be filming you and it’s a perfect start to the scene.”

Emma acquiesced and allowed him to put it on her. She couldn’t see a thing.

“Let’s go.” He said.

She stood up balancing on her high heels. He led her maybe fifty feet and she sensed the presence of other people all around her.

“Take her.” Peter said.

She felt two girls grab her wrists and hold her arms straight out forming a T with her body. Someone was cutting her t-shirt off! Someone else dragged her mini-skirt off.

“Leave her high heels on. They’ll look good next to the manacles.”

“Manacles! No…you can’t!” she said.

She was lifted off her feet and laid down on a hard table. They spread her legs, exposing her pussy. She struggled against the girls holding her wrists.

“Gloria, shave her cunt! I want it bald as a baby’s butt.”

Emma had never shaved down there. It seemed too slutty to her.

Gloria’s hand was applying shave cream to her pubic hair. Next came the razor! It took five minutes and she was bald from asshole to belly button.

Emma twitched when she felt a tongue stick deep in her cunt.

“Please don’t. Not like this.”

Someone was eating her pussy, but it lasted only a few minutes.

Emma was lifted up again and taken to an x-cross where manacles secured her wrists and ankles to the arms and legs.

“What are you doing?”

“Tell us where the diamonds are.”

“What diamonds?”

“You know what diamonds. Now talk!”

Emma said nothing. She knew this was all for the cameras and that she would not be hurt.

“Gloria! Start painting her with the caustic paint.”

“This is really going to hurt, slut!”

“No please don’t!” She screamed as she felt a cold thick liquid being brushed onto her tits.

“Ahhhh! It burns. It hurts!”

“Tell us where the diamonds are and it will all stop!”

“I don’t have them.”

Emma felt another thicker tongue move against her clit. She was really starting to enjoy this. She loved being helpless and forced to have sex.

Whoever was eating her pussy knew what he was doing! His tongue started at her asshole and licked all the way up to her clit. It twirled around it deliciously!

“Oh please! Don’t! Please stop. Oh shit it does feel good though. I’ve never been eaten out while chained up.”

The tongue kept up a constant stimulation of her bald pussy. It was Peter doing the honors.

“Tell me you like this.” He said.

“God help me I do like it! Eat me Peter. Make me cum.”

He moved away from her cunt. “Tell me where the diamonds are!”

“I don’t know. Eat me!”

“Gloria! More paint.”

The paint went on her belly and filled her belly button.

“Iiiiiiiiieeee! God it hurts. No more.”

Peter dove back in her cunt and nibbled lightly on her clit. Her swollen labia seemed to grip on his cheeks.

Emma struggled against the chains but to no avail. They were real!

“I don’t know anything! Please!” She started crying. “Jesus help me.” she sobbed.

Two fingers slid into her wet vagina and moved in and out slowly.

“That feels sooo good!”

“Tells us everything!” Gloria demanded. “Tell us or the whip is next.”

“Not that! I’ll do anything…anything!”

“You’ll lick my cunt?”

“Yes…anything.”

“You’ll jerk Peter off onto your face?”

“I said anything!”

“Tell us about the diamonds then.”

“They’re hidden in my car. I’ll show you.”

“No…you’ll stay right here and take whatever comes your way.”

“Yes…anything.”

Towels were removing the paint and cleaning her tits and belly. There was a slight red tinge remaining on her skin.

Peter was working her pussy over but good!

Still chained to the cross, she begged him to make her cum.

“Don’t stop eating me. Make me cum please!”

His fingers moved faster and a third finger joined in.

“Do you like being finger banged? Do you want me to stop?”

“Don’t stop! I’m about to cum! Finger bang me! Eat me at the same time.”

He returned to her clit and moved his tongue back and forth at top speed.

“That’s it! I’m cumming…cumming for you. Your little British whore is cumming all over your face. Lick it! Oh shit yes.” Emma squealed.

His fingers squished in and out….in-and-out.

Eventually she slumped in her chains while his fingers continued to work her over.

“Take her down. She has work to do.”

The manacles came off and they took her over to a nearby bed. They removed her blindfold.

“Emma! It’s time to do what you promised.”

“Wha…?”

Peter approached her, resting his hard cock on her lips. He slapped his cock on her lips and cheeks. A small amount of his precum graced her nose.

Her mouth opened as if it was a reflex reaction to smelling cock. She stuck her tongue out and circled his cockhead with it, licking the crown. He tried to put it in, but she blocked it with her tongue, insisting she be allowed to lick all up and down the sides.

She opened her brown eyes and stared into his. She let him push his big cock deep in her wet mouth. Her tongue covered her lower teeth and her mouth was open far enough that he found a warm wet cave to fuck!

She twisted her head so his cock pressed against the insides of her cheeks causing a large bulge as seen from his point of view.

Then he began pistoning in and out, almost touching the top of her throat.

“Will you deep throat me Emma?”

“Uh uh!”

Her gorgeous young face looked up at him and the wondered of fucking this cunt’s mouth make his balls ache. He wanted her forever. She was a great cock sucker which was essential in a woman.

Peter got in position and did pushups with his cock going in and out of her mouth each time his elbows bent. With nothing touching her but his cock, she squeezed her tits repeatedly. She realized she was falling in love with him! She never had a man who was so dominant yet gentle: gentle at all the right times.

He pumped into her mouth for several minutes. Her hands went down to her pussy and she began masturbating!

He switched position and did pushups with his body at right angles to her head. Her eyes were wide open in surprise at what a good mouth fucker he was.

She was so excited that she knew she would cum again if he would only keep on fucking her face!

He wasn’t about to stop. She reached with one hand and circled his cock with it, barely touching it.

“Shit baby! Jerk it. Don’t tease me.”

But Emma knew that teasing your lover made it better when you stopped. She closed her hand on it and stroked it for him.

“That’s the way Emma! You jerk a cock perfectly.”

She stopped her hand and held it where it stopped: around the head.

“Shit! Shit baby. Jerk me off! Make me cum on your face!”

She jerked his cock with it still in her mouth. He was face-fucking her still and she reached her limit. She came all over his fingers. She bucked her hips hard.

She took his cock from her mouth and pointed it at her face. His first shot of cum squirted up her nose! It filled her sinuses with jizz.

“I’m cumming Peter! Keep on finger-banging me. It feels so good. Don’t stop.”

Her hand was directing his cum all over her face! “He must have a prostate the size of an orange!” she wondered.

“Ahhh aah!” they said in unison.

Peter shot eight ropes of cum on her and was finished. But he was still shoving his fingers in and out and she was still cumming!

“Oh my God! You’re the best lover I’ve ever had!” were her last words before she relaxed and her head hit the pillow.

Peter laid next to her with his slimy fingers resting on her belly.

“Wow! That was awesome! This may be the horniest scene we’ve ever shot!” said the cameraman.

“You kept calling her Emma, and she looks just like Emma Watson. Are you Emma Watson?”

“I was when I woke up this morning. But Peter will be calling me his whore from now on.”

“Jesus Emma. I was a junior cameraman on your first three Harry Potter movies. You where pretty back then, but now you’re the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. If you ever want to do an older man….!?

“Maybe some other time.”

It took Emma and Peter a good thirty minutes before they recovered enough to get dressed.

“What’s for lunch? she asked.

To be continued