Guarding Emma Watson Pt. 02

"Sorry about that Emma, I didn't realize..." I let my voice dwindle.

"Don't worry Pete, I'm sure we'll get used to it soon enough." Emma smiled as she kept playing with the balls. "They're very smooth, but rather cold."

"They'll warm up soon enough though," as I said that I used the remote in my pocket to turn them on. Emma gasped but a broad smile lit up her face almost instantly.

"This is going to be fun!" She exclaimed. She bent over slightly and spread her leg just wide enough for her to move the balls to her pussy. Gently she stuck both balls up her vagina and tried walking around with them inside her love canal. I turned off the vibration as she did this to not give away all the sensations beforehand.

"I can see why women love this." Emma sat down and wiggled her but around a bit before standing up again. "It's almost as if they're alive."

"I'll let you get ready then," I said as I turned to leave.

"Wait a second," Emma said as she walked towards me. She stood before me, still wearing nothing but a black lace bra that had a slight push up effect. She blinked slowly before looking me in the eyes once more. "Thanks again Pete, It's been a long time since I've had this much fun in a sexual way."

And with that she kissed me. Not a chaste kiss on the lips, no. This was a full blown French kiss that left me horny as hell. She wrapped her arms around my neck as she pressed her lips on mine, I automatically placed my hands on her hips and squeezed gently. As the kiss ended she took my lower lip between her teeth and pulled it towards her, leaving me the choice to bend over or break free. I leaned into her and just as I was about to step forward to keep my balance she let go.

"Off you go, Pete. Get dressed. And no playing around, I want all that for myself!"

-

The restaurant where dinner was to be had was a fancy one obviously. It was closed for regular guests, but outside an army of reporters stood guard, making sure any and all incidents would be recorded for the public. I sat at a table near the entrance with the curtains mostly closed. I still had a view of the area around the entrance though. As I was sipping my drink I heard somewhat forced laughter coming from the large table where Emma sat. Next to Emma sat Bonnie Wright. The red haired bombshell that played Ginny Weasley in the series. I smiled as I noticed how much genuine fun Emma seemed to be having while talking to her co-star. I decided to up the game a bit and turned on the vibration in the ben wa balls Emma was still carrying around in her pussy. The effect was instant.

Emma almost jumped out of her seat and I saw the rest of the table go quiet almost instantly. She apologized to the others and soon all was as it was before. But I did notice Emma wriggled her but quite often in her seat. I wondered if Bonnie noticed anything. The effect on Emma however became more and more apparent as the evening wore on. By the time the main course was cleared, I had switched the vibration on and off again at least six times and every time I noticed Emma sigh in disappointment as I turned it off and shiver in delight as I turned it on again. Her conversation with Bonnie became more private as well and now that the main course was finished it seems everyone wanted to stretch their legs. As Emma rose, I turned on the vibration once again, but this time I increased the intensity a notch. She almost missed a step and as Bonnie grabbed her arm, I heard Emma saying that perhaps she shouldn't have taken that last glass of wine. I saw Bonnie whisper something in Emma's ear and in response Emma turned and looked in my direction for just a second. I'm sure nobody but Bonnie noticed, but as Emma crossed eyes with mine I saw a fire burning in hers. A fire, I was sure, that was visible in mine as well. Bonnie laughed out loud. A soft tinkle, not unlike the one she used when playing Ginny.

Emma and Bonnie made their way in my general direction, but kept their distance. They did stand close enough however for me to overhear what they were talking about.

"Come on Emma, you haven't glowed this much since you and Will first got together. Who is this mystery guy that gets you so worked up?" Bonnie spoke in an insisting whisper.

"I'm sure you'll get to know him soon enough Bonnie. I'm just not sure yet if he's willing to make what we have public knowledge."

"Spoilsport!" Bonnie answered as she gently pushed Emma. "Come on, don't leave a girl hanging. I could use some playtime myself you know. Perhaps he has a cute friend?"

Emma's response was interrupted by her grabbing her phone. She flicked through whatever message she got and flashed a broad smile in my direction. I guess she got some good news. Before she could go back to talking to Bonnie a small disturbance interrupted everyone in the restaurant. One of the more brave or should I say stupid reporters tried to come inside. He was stopped before he could open the door completely by the owner and two waiters. I had gotten up and walked towards Emma at the first moment of the small row and whispered something in her ear.

"I have an all clear on my tests, Miss Watson."

I sat down again without looking at Emma for a response. She came towards me this time however and I stood up once again as we continued our conversation in whispers.

"Me too sir, I can't wait to go back to the hotel."

I waited for her to say something more and she did, startling me for a second.

"Sir, would you mind if I told Bonnie about the type of arrangement we have?"

I looked over to Bonnie for a second and noticed she was peering in our direction with a question in her eyes.

"Do you want to tell her who I am? Or just what we do?"

"Both, to be honest. She has become a very close friend and when we were on location for a long time we shared, ehm, well... let's say I've gotten to know her quite intimately."

I couldn't help but smile.

"It's your call Emma, I don't mind."

As she moved back towards Bonnie, I turned up the vibration another notch. I should have checked beforehand how high it could go, but for now setting three was what she was getting. I noticed a shiver going through Emma's body, something Bonnie picked up as well.

They started talking in hushed voices too low for me to understand, but a few sentences into the conversation I heard Bonnie gasp and saw her looking at me for a moment before Emma pulled her back into the whispered conversation.

I left the vibration on for the remainder of the evening. I'm sure other would have noticed a distinct change in behaviour from Emma were it not for the fact that she spent her entire time in a girly giggling conversation with Bonnie. It seemed Emma's situation even had an effect on Bonnie. I couldn't help but notice that both Emma's and Bonnie's nipples had become more prominent as the evening wore on.

At some point I had to go the bathroom and used the privacy to quickly check how many settings the remote control had. Five it seemed and an extra a little bit further. I grinned and turned it up another notch. As I left the men's room and started towards the main dining area, Emma came around the corner looking flushed.

"You. You... You bastard!" Emma whispered towards me, but her smile and twinkling in her eyes betrayed her excitement. "I'm soaking wet! Bonnie even commented on the fact that she was smelling my cunt over her coffee!"

"Miss Watson, " I replied in an equally hushed voice, "I'm sure you can manage. And for future reference, call me sir!" With that I passed her and gave a hard smack on her ass. I covered the sound with a cough.

"Wait sir, please." Emma's pleading tone made me turn around. "Please, turn it down just a bit? I won't be able to hide it anymore otherwise."

"What will you offer me in return?"

Emma looked over my shoulder and then, to my surprise, she lifted her black dress, showing off her stockings, followed by black cotton panties. She took them off in one swift motion and offered them to me.

"Will these do?"

I grinned and accepted her offering. I immediately felt that they were truly soaking wet. I smelled them and was overwhelmed with the musky scent of her sex. From behind me I heard soft footsteps approaching and I turned, hiding Emma Watsons soaking wet panties behind my back. I saw Bonnie Wright coming around the corner with a knowing smile on her face. As she passed me, she sniffed. Quite obviously even. And then grinned as she reached for Emma. Grabbing Emma and turning her around while caressing her behind, Bonnie looked at me.

"I know that smell and don't think I don't know what you're hiding behind your back, sir." The last word came out with a wicked smile on her face and I heard Emma give a shocked gasp.

"Perhaps you would like to play along, Miss Wright?" I asked, using my Voice. Bonnie's reaction was double. On the one hand she leaned forward as if she wanted to give in to me, but on the other hand she looked taken aback as if she didn't expect my response.

"Well ehm, perhaps... err, but not today."

"Move along then ladies. And Miss Watson, remember, no cumming unless at the table!" And with that, I stuffed Emma's panties in my pocket and turned down the vibration a notch. I heard a sigh behind me but didn't turn around anymore. As I turned the corner, I saw, from the corner of my eye, the two hottest Harry Potter stars, heads together and whispering furiously.

-

Not much later, Emma got in the car and I got in the driver's seat. As soon as my door closed I turned up the vibration to maximum. Emma's reaction was a forceful as I had hoped.

"Ooooh, that. Feels. Soooo. Good." Emma arched her back, thrusting her hips forward and stretching the fabric of her dress over her breasts and pussy mound. As I adjusted the mirror to get a better look I noticed that her pussy lips were quite distinctly outlined against the front of her dress. Unless I was sorely mistaken, the were a lot larger than they were earlier this evening.

"Did you cum, Miss Watson?"

"No sir, I didn't. But, please, may I cum now?"

"Wait until we are further away from the restaurant. I do think they'll still be able to hear you scream."

As I started the car and moved away from the restaurant I turned off the vibration completely. With a grin I looked into my rear view mirror to see the look of utter disappointment on Emma's face.

"But, why? I've been a good girl! Please sir, I want to cum!"

"If and when we include another girl into our sessions, I want one thing completely clear. They will obey me in the same manner as you do. Otherwise, there will be no play."

Emma looked quite taken aback.

"You mean Bonnie?"

"Yes Emma, I mean Bonnie. I wouldn't mind, but I don't want her in a superior position towards you during sex. It will mess up any and all interaction you have with her in the future."

Emma spread her legs, lifting her dress just high enough for her to be able to put her pussy on full display. I had not been mistaken. Her outer lips were completely puffed up, red in colour and looking absolutely delightful. As she moved two fingers over her vagina, gathering up juices she spoke.

"I understand. I'll keep it in mind."

With that she took her fingers that glistened in the ambient light of the car and moved them to her mouth. She sucked them clean with slurping sounds. As she started moving them back towards her pussy I spoke up.

"No more pussy play Miss Watson. If you want to use those fingers, use them on your ass or not at all."

Emma looked quite disappointed and started looking out the window while let her arm rest beside her. She still had her pussy on full display for my viewing pleasure. One more sight I would probably remember until I died. Emma Watson sitting in my backseat, wearing a tight black dress, legs spread as wide as can be, pussy on full display, juices oozing out of her vagina.

Neither of us spoke during the ride home. I had gotten horny as hell, both from the view and the smell that had started to fill the air in the car. As we rounded the last corner and drove the last yards towards the parking, I turned on the vibration of the ben wa balls once more. Only now, I had a clear view of her pussy as I did so.

The first reaction I got was a contraction of her pussy. It seems as if it started to wink at me, one slow wink after another. And each time, Emma moaned. As I looked at her I realized I had done something different. The 'extra' position on the remote control was selected. It seemed it was a setting with alternating bursts of vibration. Every time the ben wa balls vibrated against her inner walls, her pussy contracted. And each time they did, they pushed out a dollop of clear pearly liquid. Soon the liquid started downwards towards her anus. Emma had laid back her head and was panting, her hands still at her sides. I stopped the car and opened my door. Emma's reaction was to be expected as she jumped to close her legs. I opened her door and stuck my hand inside.

"Come along now Miss Watson, no need to stay in the car."

Emma shot me a furious look, but I only smiled as she took my hand and got out of the car. Still she responded to each burst, only now it was with shivers and small moans. We walked towards the elevator, Emma leaning against me. I felt every mini orgasm that was triggered by the ben wa balls coursing through her body.

"I'm going to cum, I'm going to cum so hard!" Emma panted.

"Not yet, wait until we are in your room and the door is closed." I responded.

"I can't. It's too strong."

"You won't cum, or I'll have you wear the balls for a week straight, starting tomorrow!"

Emma's look told me she believed me, and would probably obey me.

"But I got the kids interview tomorrow!"

"Then you better control your orgasm, Miss Watson."

Obviously I wouldn't go through with my threat, but the game was being played, and actress that she was, Emma played along just perfectly. She held herself together. The elevator was smelling like pussy in no time once we got inside. Luckily for her, we had a one-way-trip up to her hotel room and the hallway was deserted.

I gave her the key to the room and moved my hand into my pocket. Once Emma had opened the door I turned off the vibrations. She turned around and now her eye shot fire.

"Not a word Miss Watson," I told her using my Voice. "Go to your bedroom, undress completely, lay on your back, keep the ben wa balls where they are. I'll be there shortly."

I moved to my room and stripped as fast as I could, I cleaned up my cock, balls and ass as best as I could using a washcloth and some soap. It took me less than three minutes. I took the remote control with me.

I entered her bedroom to find her lying on her bed on her back, arms and legs spread wide. I smelled her pussy even before I saw it. The musky scent, sweet, salty and completely tasty. It was the scent I had smelled earlier as I was eating her out. I knew she would cum like freight train.

I moved between her legs and came up close and personal with her pussy.

"You may cum now Miss Watson," I said as I turned on the vibration once more, immediately turning the dial up to setting five. Emma exploded. There wasn't another word for it. The entire evening of teasing, vibrations, playing around and stopping again, it all came crashing down on her. She wailed in ecstasy, she screamed in pleasure, she bucked uncontrollably. And throughout that, I kept my eyes on her pussy. The contractions that were visible earlier, now were simply astonishing. She almost squirted, that much juice came flowing out of her vagina. One particular strong contraction of her pussy left both her vagina and anus wide open and I noticed the ben wa balls in her pussy. Emma's orgasms seemed to go on forever. Every time she almost came down from her high, the ben wa balls pushing against her inner pussy walls made her reach another peak.

"Enough, please. Enough. I can't take it anymore." Emma moved her hand towards her pussy and as I turned off the vibration she took the ben wa balls out. A gush of Emma's lubricant came out behind her and I couldn't help myself and licked it up. It tasted divine. Both my tongue and chin were covered in her juices from only one lap. And more liquid came out, coating her pussy and anus.

"Pete, fuck me. Please fuck me."

I didn't fail to notice the lack of 'sir' in her request, and wondered where this would be going. But I wasn't about to deny myself the pleasure of taking this British world star and impaling her on my rock hard cock. As I moved up over her still shivering body, I placed tiny kisses all over her. Between each kiss, I spoke a single word, forming a question by the time I had taken one of her nipples in my mouth and was massaging the other breast with my hand.

"I. Take. It. The. Tests. Came. Back. Positive?"

"Yes, now stop dawdling and fuck me!"

I moved further up and looked into her eyes, what I saw there was something I hadn't seen before. It was a mix of the regular fire, the passion that she had going on as we had our little role play, but there was something else there. A weakness, a tenderness, maybe even fear. It almost seemed as if she was vulnerable. And I realized now what the gynaecologist had said earlier. Most likely Emma had never before experienced a passion, nor sex, nor probably even a relationship, based on equals. Let alone one where she wasn't the one in charge. And this was new to her. If it weren't for the heat that was exuding from her pussy, I would almost say she was scared through her teeth about what was coming. But she opened her legs and moved them around me, pushing my ass with her heels and moving my cock towards her pussy. I almost said something stupid to kill the mood, but instead I kissed her gently on the lips.

As I lowered myself onto her, she sighed. A sigh of contentment, of relief almost. I felt my cock touching her pussy mound and moved my hips in such a way, the tip of my cock caressed her pussy from top to bottom. The slight touch on her clitoris made Emma moan but this soon became a groan of pleasure as I felt the tip of my cock touch the start of what had to be the hottest furnace on the planet.

I pushed forward gently and Emma gasped. A bit further and she moaned. And then, just as I wanted to plunge in completely she did it for me. She pulled herself onto me using her legs. She impaled her pussy onto my rock hard manhood. And as she did so, she closed her eyes and threw back her head. Not a sound came out of her mouth, but her entire body language screamed bliss. I couldn't move so I didn't. But as soon as the pressure of her heels subsided I moved back an inch and slammed myself back into her. She was forced onto the bed by my bodyweight and she gasped for air.

"God yes, I've wanted this for so long. Please, don't stop Pete, don't stop. Fuck me. Please!"

"Don't worry Emma, I won't stop until I have to."

Apparently hearing me say her first name for the first time during sex had a profound impact on her. She grabbed my head and pulled me in for a kiss. A strong kiss and while she started using her tongue to explore my mouth, I started fucking her. Moving out and back in again in a steady rhythm. Slowly but surely I started increasing my pace. I don't think either of us was interested in changing positions, the only thing that mattered was physical contact and having as much of it as possible. I leaned on one elbow as I kept kissing her and moved my other hand towards her pussy, intending to play with her clit. I wasn't entirely sure how much longer I would last and I wanted to give her another climax.

"Don't, it's not necessary. I will cum again soon enough. Just let me enjoy the ride." And Emma moved my hand upwards again, covering her breast. I started massaging it and kept on kissing Emma's full lips. All that time my cock was still enjoying the heat and tightness of her love tunnel. I sped up a little more and softly heard and felt my balls slapping her ass. The sound, or was it the increase in pace, made Emma moan once more. Her pussy walls started contracting once more and I knew her orgasm was once again coming close.