Visiting Emma Watson Pt. 01 – Celebrities & Fan Fiction

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Summer 2021

This story picks up, in a way, right where the last story left off. After the “Small” party I threw to get as many ladies as efficient back to the Lodge had ended, I was left with only two occupants in the house. Anya Taylor-Joy, who had at all times planned to stay over after the party, and Ana De Armas, who decided to in the spur of the moment while things were in full swing. Now, I know what you’re thinking, obviously I tore into that pair the second I was able to. But, after the party I was in desperate need of a break. And so the three of us just enjoyed some downtime in the evening, watching the sun go down as we hung out by the pool. It was nice and relaxing, even if I was tempted to not rest by the sight of Ana floating naked in the water, and Anya laying nude on a deck chair.

When that was finished, all of us went inside in order to transition fully into “nighttime” mode. Step one of that was to head to my master bedroom and clean up from the pool, as well as the day’s previous activities. It was there that things took an interesting turn. You see, since Ana had randomly decided to stay, she didn’t exactly have any extra clothes to change into. Luckily there was a wardrobe of some basic cozy/pajama type clothes for women that I keep on hand, as this was not the first instance of one opting to sleep over without prior planning (Anya’s first time here presented the same problem, actually). So, while Ana was digging through the drawers, Anya was wandering around the room. That was when she saw the Polaroid camera that I kept on hand to document the parties without phones or digital evidence. Unfortunately for that day, the camera was untouched.

“Awww, you forgot to break out the camera today,” Anya lamented.

“Ah, damn, you’re right,”

“Camera?” Ana said as she turned, her eyebrows raised expectantly, her mouth ready to crack into a smile.

“Yeah, see?” Anya held up the Polaroid as Ana saw it.

The flash went off just as Ana turned herself into a perfect pose. One leg popped out, her back arched slightly, her head tilted away as she looked into the difference. Perfect Monroe pose, made all the better by the fact that she was nude. She laughed as the picture popped out and Anya snatched it.

“I thought you meant like a…you know, ‘other’ camera,” Ana said.

“Ohh no,” Anya said as she shook her head.

“That camera is over there,” Anya pointed to my closet, where an actual video camera sat on a shelf. The one whose memory card I was *very* careful with. As in, wiped frequently, and uploaded the videos to a hard drive that didn’t connect to the internet. Anya gracefully strolled over, slid the door open, and found it on the shelf.

“Ohh,” Ana said, this time grinning at the implication.

“What’s on it right now?” Anya asked me as she reentered the room, turning it on. Anya knew how to work it from prior experience.

“Nothing right now,” I shook my head. “Cleared it out a while ago. Haven’t really used it since.”

“Aww, that’s no fun,” Anya said as she raised the camera, and then flipped out the display screen from the side.

Now, to jump ahead. After the three of us were done using the camera, I set it apart on my night stand in order to remember to empty the memory card and then wipe it again. But I didn’t get to that for a few days. In the meantime, after Anya and Ana had left the house, I had a scheduled video chat with Emma Watson. It was our usual check-in, say hey, catch up type conversation. We had them often, usually just to chat, sometimes to do some dirty stuff (Emma liked to dirty talk while getting herself off), and sometimes we’d just talk about books. They weren’t at all times sexual, but this day’s conversation took that turn very fast. Emma couldn’t attend the party, being in England, so naturally she wanted to be caught up on what happened.

So, I recapped the party to Emma. Not in every single detail, mind you, but the essential things. Like how we now had new members. And how the basement was now fully operational. Which is what led Emma and I to have a conversation about what was in it. Emma was of course curious about a few different things, but more on that later as well.

But then came the point in the story where things took a turn. Once I had wrapped up the story, I mentioned to Emma that both Anya and Ana had stayed overnight afterward. Emma laughed at this, as we had had conversations in the past about specific girls. Emma knew how things went with Anya, and she also knew how intense things could get with Ana.

“God…I can only imagine. I would’ve loved to have seen it,” Emma said over our video call.

I glanced to the nightstand beside me, where the video camera still sat. I bit my lip in intense wondered, debating if I should say anything at all. It was technically breaking the rules that were there for security purposes, but then again, Emma and I had a secure connection for our video chats.

“What?” Emma asked as she saw my pensive face.

“Do you want to?” I asked back.

“Want to what?”

“…see some of it?”

“Excuse me?”

I leaned over to the side, and then pulled the camera into frame so Emma could see it. Her mouth dropped open, and her eyes went wide.

“Ohh you sneaky bastard, you filmed it?” Emma laughed.

“It wasn’t my idea, I swear.”

“I’m sure,” Emma said with a cheeky grin.

I shrugged, and Emma kept staring through the webcam.

“So, do you want to watch some?” I asked.

“Trying to get me all worked up before bed, is that it?” Emma asked. With the time difference, it was basically morning for me, bedtime for her.

“Alright, go on then” Emma shrugged casually.

As I quickly grabbed the cord, plugged in my camera, and then navigated to open the video file, Emma shifted in place. She was laying on her bed, and had previously had the laptop in her lap, but she then set it in front of her and leaned forward. I clicked the video to open, and then clicked to distribute it with Emma. The screen shifted in place, putting the window containing Emma off to the side and putting the video front and center. I clicked play, and the black screen popped to life with an image of my dimly lit bedroom.

“There we go,” Anya’s voice sounded from behind the camera.

The camera was pointed directly at Ana, who had just pulled a pair of pajama shorts and a tank top from the dresser, but had not yet put them on.

“Where we-ah!” Ana yelped as she turned and saw Anya pointing the camera at her.

“Oh wow, there was no delay there,” Emma laughed as she watched.

Ana quickly draped the clothes in front of her body, hiding her tits from the camera and then turning to the side to hide the rest of her. Anya kept the camera pointed at her as she walked closer.

“You look amazing, I just wanted to capture you in motion,” Anya said with a giggle.

Ana laughed again, and then turned her head to look at the camera directly. Her body stayed to the side as she threw the clothes back on top of the dresser, and then put both her hands on it. Slowly, she leaned forward, arching her back and sticking her ass out as she stared into the camera. Then, she popped one foot off the ground, prompting Anya to close in and pan the camera from her legs all the way up to her face. Ana laughed again, and blocked the lens with her hand as she started to walk away.

“That’s enough!” Ana laughed.

“We need to do a wrapup!” Anya teased as she followed, focusing on Ana’s perfect ass.

Ana walked right over to me, and quickly danced around behind me as I put one arm out and caught her. She peaked out from behind my shoulder, and then rested her head on me as her eyes met the camera. She looked almost pouty as the video kept rolling. I shifted my arms around, wrapping them around her completely and turning us both around. Ana giggled again as I moved her so she was in front of me, nude body embraced from behind as she clutched my arm and looked into the camera.

“Did you have fun today?” Anya asked Ana.

She giggled again, giving that perfect, crinkly nose look she at all times had.

“I did. A lot, lot of fun,” Ana smirked.

She contentedly rolled her head to the side, and I leaned my head down and began kissing on the neck from behind. Emma’s eyes stayed fixed on the screen, watching as my lips slowly caressed Ana’s neck, and then moved up to her ear. Ana turned her head back as she raised one arm and grabbed my head from behind, and our lips pressed together several times. Ana opened her mouth wide, and the camera perfectly captured how her tongue slid into my mouth. My hand began to slide down, moving between her breasts and over her stomach.

“Whoa, here we go,” Emma said as she watched.

Ana raised one hand without looking, blindly attempting to bat the camera away. She broke the kiss, and laughed as she waved toward Anya.

“Ok, enough of that, but,” Anya said.

Anya turned the camera around in her hand, and then walked forward. The shot changed to her own face, smirking as she closed in. She leaned forward, kissing Ana on the lips herself with a quick peck, and then turned it into a longer, more sustained kiss. Once again, the camera perfectly captured their tongues swirling around each other. When they broke, Anya smirked again, and then looked directly into the camera.

Ok, now that’s enough,” Anya winked.

The screen went black.

“What? That’s it?” Emma whined over the video.

“Not by a long shot,” I said as I clicked the next video file.

The screen lit up again, this time showing the bright white light of the bathroom just off my master bedroom. The sound kicked in, creating a low, almost crackling hum that stayed constant. While the shot opened pointing at the door, I quickly turned the camera and pointed it the other way. It revealed the large, glass-walled shower, which was not only running, but had Anya and Ana already inside it.

“Ohhh my, ok…” Emma said, trailing off as she watched closely.

Before I went to retrieve the camera, we had all entered the bathroom with the intention of getting in the shower together. But, when I went to the closet to get some more towels, Anya had apparently taken it upon herself to get things started. By the time I returned, she was softly kissing Ana again. It was me that decided to be cheeky, so I went to get the camera. And when I returned that time, Anya had pulled Ana into the shower with her.

They had already pulled into each other, or rather Anya had pulled Ana into her. As the shot focused, one could see that their bodies were already close, and somewhat entangled. Anya was leaning back against the granite wall, gripping the top of one glass pane while her other arm, and one of her legs, were wrapped around Ana’s body. They were slowly kissing, caught up in the relaxing euphoria of the moment. And so I held the camera right there, and captured all of it.

“That’s really hot…” Emma commented as she stared.

My eyes went between the main screen of Anya and Ana, and Emma on her video preview. I was just as interested in seeing her reaction as I was to rewatching what happened that night, and so I split both videos so both were on half my monitor. But Emma didn’t notice that yet.

In the video, Anya leaned her head down to start kissing Ana on the neck. It caused Ana to tip her head back and sigh contentedly as Anya slowly went down. She dropped her leg, and then tipped her head down further to kiss above Ana’s cleavage. Ana, eyes still closed, started to breathe harder, and with a careful guidance of her hands, Anya reversed their positions. Ana was left up against the wall as Anya leaned down further, starting to lick Ana’s already wet nipples. When her hands raised up to touch them more, Anya slowly slid down onto her knees.

“Wooow,” Emma whispered on the monitor before she bit her lip. She was watching closely.

Anya leaned her head in, and the angle I had with the camera was absolutely perfect, allowing us to see Anya open her mouth and stick her tongue out to press it against Ana’s pussy. Ana let out a wavering breath as both arms went back, looking for something to grab but settling for pressing her hands against the wall on either side of her head. She stayed like that as Anya started to softly eat her pussy, giving her soft licks and using her mouth to lightly suck on it. Ana relaxed against the wall with her eyes closed, letting it happen. She was quiet, the sound of her quickening breath mostly blocked out by the shower. But every now and then a look of joy would flash on her face.

And that was when I noticed Emma. Her camera angle showed that she had her laptop on her bed, and it was pointed up to her face. However, I could still see her shoulder, and by extension, could see when she was moving her arm. There were tiny little twitches as Emma kept moving it, and I was fairly certain I knew what she was doing.

“Wow, do I need that right now…” Emma randomly said under her breath.

I didn’t say anything back, because now I was getting interested in watching Emma as well as the video. Anya continued to lick Ana, who steadily got louder. Then her arms reached out and pressed against the wall of the shower. Her hips pressed out, and Anya grabbed her by the thighs as she licked faster. The sound of the shower was slowly overtaken by Ana beginning to breathe louder. Then she began to let out quiet moans that grew louder and louder, until one could hear in the audio that they were echoing off the tile in the bathroom. Ana tipped her head back further, and gasped out another hard moan that left her mouth hanging open.

“Ohh wow, did she just cum?” Emma said quietly as she kept watching.

Ana, giggling and grinning, pulled Anya off her knees and back up to her lips. I kept the camera fixed square on their faces as they started to kiss again, watching Ana paw at Anya and pull her body in even closer. But this time, when they pulled away to stare at each other, Ana glimpsed to the side and saw me filming.

“Haha, what are you doing!” Ana gasped as she grinned again.

That smile stayed as she stared into the camera lens, and bit her lip.

“Why are you doing that, when you could be in here?” Ana beckoned me to her with a finger.

I looked up at Ana from the camera, and then began to walk around to the door of the shower. On the way I carefully set the camera down on the sink, pointed directly at the shower. The shot became a static angle, framed perfectly to have the shower in the center and pulled back just enough to see most of Ana and Anya as they stood there (feet were cut off, but oh well). The two of them parted, and stared at me as I stepped through the door.

“Yesss…” Emma whispered quietly.

I kept my eyes on Emma closer, and saw that she was no longer watching the screen with a neutral face. Her lips were parted slightly, and her eyes had that glazed over, daydreaming look to them. She watched the screen closely, seeing me enter the shower, Anya and Ana pulling me in, and the three of us starting to make out as we stood there. There was a wonderful view of my hand grabbing Ana’s ass, and then sliding down further to lightly touch her pussy from behind. Emma’s mouth opened a little wider at that, and I swore I heard her either gasp, or just start breathing a little harder.

“One second, I’m just gonna…” Emma trailed off.

Her own screen shook for a moment as she moved her laptop. It went away from her, and then turned to show Emma flop back down onto her bed to lay at a new angle. She was now on her side, resting her head on a pillow while her arms were both down out of frame. While the video had Ana stepping back so my fingers could tease her pussy directly in front of me, Emma’s eyes went a little wider still. That’s when I realized that, on the video, the sideways angle and Ana stepping back revealed a perfect shot of my rock hard cock sticking straight out and pointing at Ana.

“Ohh my god that looks good…” Emma said quietly.

Emma’s arm underneath her shifted, and she raised one hand up to her chest. It was sitting between her breasts on top of her shirt, but a moment later I saw her start to move it in a circle.

“Is she going to?…Oh yes…” Emma started to say, and the video responded immediately.

Ana sank to her knees in front of me, folding her hands behind her back and leaning in. Although not the most zoomed in shot, the video showed her perfect profile as my cock slid between her lips and then began to sink down her throat. Anya watched closely, keeping herself against me as I wrapped one arm around her. Ana moved her way up and down my cock, getting into such a rhythm that you could hear her over the sound of the shower.

Fuck I can hear her slurping on it…” Emma said in a breathy tone. Her out of frame arm was starting to move much faster now, and her other hand was clenched directly onto one of her tits.

“And look at her eyes staring up at you. She is loving this…” Emma said with an aroused admiration for the video.

“God I would love it too…” Emma added.

The video continued, with Ana sucking my cock while I turned to Anya. The two of us continually made out, unless we paused to mutually admire how hot Ana was. Soon, my hand dropped down so I could start to rub Anya’s pussy, which at first wasn’t much of a change. But soon, she began to squirm in place, and pulled away from my mouth to moan louder.

“Ohh my god that’s hot,” Emma said, her voice starting to sound less and less like she was ‘casually’ viewing.

Ana continued to slide her head back and forth, taking a good deal of my cock into her mouth each time. Anya, however, was getting louder, and more grabby as her legs twitched and her hips squirmed. While holding onto me with one hand, the other reached out and went to the back of Ana’s head. While my cock was halfway into her mouth, Anya pulled her in closer. Ana sank down lower as Anya moaned, and without even looking at Ana, Anya began to pump her head up and down on my cock herself. More than once I felt Ana’s throat open up for my cock as she was forced to gulp it down. Then, as I rubbed Anya’s clit directly, she began to cum.

Anya released Ana, and then leaned back against the wall of the shower, her arms splayed out as she looked for something to grab onto. Her head tipped back as she began moaning into the ceiling with loud, echoing gasps, all from the tip of my finger hitting the tiniest portion of her clit. As the orgasm hit her, Ana leaned in harder, grabbing my thighs and pulling herself in. She all but fucked own mouth with enthusiastic, aroused glee as Anya came.

Fuck…” Emma whispered.

As soon as she was finished, Anya sat down on one of the stone ledges in the shower, flipping her hair out of her face as she sighed and caught her breath. Meanwhile, Ana had continued to look up at me with excitement, to the point that I couldn’t take it anymore. I took her hands and helped her stand up, which led to another brief makeout as the stream of water from the shower head ran down her tits and then down her back.

Our hands didn’t stop moving once we started making out, and after a moment we seemingly had the exact same idea. Ana’s hands went to my shoulder, while mine slid down her sides and gripped her thighs. I made an imaginary count to three in my head, and as I hoisted her up, Ana pushed up on my shoulders. She rose into the air slower than I would normally lift a girl, but then again I was being cautious because showers are slippery. Nevertheless I lifted Ana up, and she locked her legs around my waist and her arms around my shoulders.

“Are you…kidding me right now? Oh my god,” Emma whispered as she watched the video.

“Why don’t you do that to me more often?” Emma then asked.

“Want me to?”

Emma didn’t answer right away, she instead became fixated on Anya leaning forward to reach underneath Ana for my cock. She gripped it with one hand, and then tipped it upward as I lifted Ana away from my body. When I let her back down, Anya had lined my cock up with her pussy perfectly. Ana slid down onto it like she was sliding back into position, letting out a loud moan as she did.

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