Emma Watson Porno Story: Tales Of The CoF Five: Emma’s Posse 1

Tales of the CoF 5: Emma’s Posse 1

by Tricksterson For feedback: trickstersonii@yahoo.com

Codes: Mff, ff, alc, toys, first, B&D(mild), reluc

Celebs: Emma Watson, Rachel Hurd-Wood, Jason Isaacs

Disclaimer: If you are under 18 beat it, you shouldn’t be here. If you are over 18 and object to sexual fantasy stories go away and get yourself a less annoying hobby because this is what this is, a fantasy, I have nothing but respect for the actor/actresses portrayed here and am sure that none of them would do any of the things I have them doing in here. Alas.

This is btw the first of a spinoff series from my Tales of the CoF (Church of Fucking). Not strictly necessary to have read any of the preceding stories but I hope you do, especially No. 2 which features Emma.

Now on to the story.

The two girls, one fifteen, one fourteen entered the hotel room. One was smiling, the other pouting but otherwise they could have passed for sisters. Both had light brown, wavy hair, small but exquisite breasts, slender but superb figures, tight, perfect little asses and enticing, coltish legs. Even their dresses were similar, which had been the idea of Emma Watson, the older of the two. They both wore ankle length, scoop necked, backless gown that molded themselves tightly to their youthful figures while still giving a token nod to modesty. The only difference was color, Emma wearing silver-grey and the younger (in more ways than she knew) Rachel Hurd Wood in seafoam green.

“It’s not fair!” said Rachel.

“That we got tossed from the arty so the so-called grownups could play? I’m used to it. Besides, I snatched a consolation prize while noone was looking.” Emma had in fact counted on being “sent to her room”. She had plans both for the night and for her pretty friend.

“What?”

“This,” replied Emma, bringing a bottle of champagne from her voluminous purse. Rachel had in fact wondered why her friend had brought such an unfashionably large handbag with her.

“Emmy, you didn’t!’

“I did,” she replied with a bit of a smirk. In truth she hoped to use it to both get Rachel more relaxed and herself as well. A Church of Fucking member’s First Seduction was an important milestone after all, the equivalent of First Communion.

It had taken months after her own cherry had popped to decide who she wanted as her partner in this. First of course, she had considered her male castmates. However, while some of them were certainly good looking she knew that she could never trust them to keep their mouths shut. Unfortunately, the double standard that the CoF lived to fight, that a boy who got laid was a stud while a girl who did the same was a slut was alive and well. So then she had considered her female cast members. But while she subscribed on paper to the Church’s belief that “bisexual is best for all”, she’d never actually been with a girl or even really been attracted to one.

Until, that is, she’d met Rachel. She had been introduced to her by Jason Isaacs, who played Lucius Malfoy in the series and who had escorted her on the set when Rachel had come auditioning for the part of Luna Lovegood in the next movie. She and Jason had become quite close on the set of “Peter Pan” where she had played Wendy and he had played Captain Hook. Emma had in fact considered Jason as a possible target fopr seduction as he was very handsome and far more mature than the younger men on the set.

But that had been before she’d set eyes on Rachel. It had been lust at first sight. Emma had made sure that Jason introduced tham and they had become fast friends. She had made sure that Rachel was invited to the premiere and after that, seeing that they wound up at the same party was a party.

“Where should we celebrate?” asked Rachel.

“Why not the bedroom?” replied Emma, kicking off her high heels. Truth was that she hated the things but they were what one wore to these occasions and she had to admit that, even if they made her feet feel awful, they made her legs look great.

Rachel shrugged and said, “Okay.” She clearly had no idea what Emma had planned for her. She preceded Emma into the bedroom while the other girl popped the cork on the bottle and collected a pair of goblets.

When she entered the room Rachel had herself taken off her shoes and was sitting on the edge of the bed rubbing her feet. This inspired Emma.

“Would you like me to do that?”

“Oh, would you?”

Their long tight dresses made bending and kneeling rather difficult so when Emma asked, “Mind if I take this off first?” Rachel, whose own dress was fetchingly hitched up above her knees thought nothing of it. But when Emma simply unhooked it and let it flow to the rug, leaving her dressed only in a pair of silver sequined panties then immediatly bent down in front of her, Rachel’s eyes widened at her friend’s boldness.

“Aren’t you going to *change* into something?”

“Why?”

There was no answer that didn’t make her sound stuffy and prudish so she just shrugged and said diffidently, “It just seems…a bit…”

“Risque?” said Emma, arching an eyebrow. “Sluttish even?” By this time Emma’s hands were hard at work on her friend’s feet and ankles and making them feel *so* much better that to say “Yes” would have made her seem a totally ungrateful cow so she just reddened and sputtered incoherently.

“Well I say it’s comfortable and if I were you I’d do the same. After all, with your skirt hiked up you don’t look very ladylike either, do you?” This was said with a smile but still caused the other girl to blush even deeper. However she saw the logic of her friend’s argument and, after tossing back her glass of champagne for courage also disrobed. Neither girl’s breasts were big enough to require a bra and the backless gowns would have made one seem innapropriate anyway so she too was dressed only in a pair of bikini panties whose color matched that of her dress.

As Rachel lifted her hips and Emma pulled the dress down to join hers on the rug she had to fight the urge to bury her head between Rachel’s soft, white thighs. Instead, practicing a hunter’s patience she satisfied herself with working her hands up first one delicately muscled calf then the other, then planting a soft kiss on one knee.

Rachel, who had been leaning back on her elbows with her eyes closed sat right up at this.

“What was that about?”

“Why, did it feel bad?”

“No, just…odd.”

Another kiss was planted just above the knee. “And this?” Rachel didn’t answer, just stared perplexedly at her friend trying to figure out both her motives and her own feelings. Rachel decided another drink might help her decide . As she reached for the bottle Emma rose up and sat next to her. She reached out and stroked Rachel’s neck only to have her flinch back.

“Emma, are you a…”

“No, not really but I do believe that if something feels good it should be done. Like this.” and she kissed Rachel’s shoulder.

“But what will people think?”

“‘People’ aren’t here. We are.” Her lips moved up to Rachel’s neck and this time she didn’t move away. The younger girl had to admit that Emma’s touches and caresses felt nice and a curiosity as to how much nicer things could get rose in her. So when Emma took her by the chin and moved her lips in she didn’t resist. Emma, not wanting to scare her subject off started with a mere brush of the lips then pressed down more firmly, sliding her small pink tongue back and forth across the line between Rachel’s lips. Finally, with a sigh Rachel opened her mouth to the soft but insistent invader. What started out as passive acceptance fueled by curiosity soon became enthusiastic participation that left both of the lolitas gasping for breath.

“Oh that was nice! Mmmm, so’s that!” she cooed as Emma’s hand stroked and tweaked at her budding breast. Emma smiled and slid her other hand down Rachel’s smooth soft belly and into her now thoroughly wet panties. Rachel stiffened for a moment as her seductress’ fingers slipped under her panty line but then sighed softly as the other girl’s fingers rubbed across her labia.

Emma’s lips sucked at the pale brown nipple of Rachel’s tit then took it in her teeth, applying just enough pressure to bring a moan.

“Like that?”

“Uhhuh, unnnh!” This last came as Emma’s fingers actually entered her slit.

“You want it don’t you?”

“I…I…Yesss, I dooo!” she said as Emma’s fingers probed deeper and harder.

“And what does that make you?”

“A bad girl?”

“No, it makes you a slut, and that’s good.”

“It…it is?”

Emma pulled off the now sopping wet panties and then her mouth dipped between Rachels legs to join her fingers. She quickly had Rachel writhing in pleasure but pulled back short of provoking climax.

“Have you ever felt better than you do right now?”

“Noooo…mooore!”

Emma took this as a cue to tease. “No more? All right” and she took both fingers and mouth away from her new love while reaching behind her back for the champagne bottle from which she took a gulp. At the same time her other hand slid her own panties off flaunting her shaven and tatooed pussy to her amazed friend.

“Emmy, pleeeeease!” Rachel begged.

“Will you do anything I want?”

“Yes, oh yes! Just, pleease!”

Emma replied by taking another drink of bubbly and holding it in her mouth. Then she lowered her mouth to Rachel’s clit, letting the bubbles flow and pop over her new conquest’s lovenubbin. The results were explosive. Rachel’s fists and feet pounded on the bed as she came then arched her back entirely off the matress as Emma inserted the neck of the bottle in her pussy, pushing it in and out, the carbonated wine surging into her young tight cunt, Somewhere along the line her cherry was broken but she hardly noticed.

After her spasms subsided Rachel looked up to see Emma’s shaved and tatooed pussy hovering over her face. She was tempted to ask about the ten-pointed star tatoo but was more eager to explore Emma’s tasty twat. Her hands dug into the other starlet’s asscheeks as she slowly explored Emma’s pussy with her tongue. She had never done this but took cues from her new teacher’s own tongue which was licking slowly up and down her slit with occasional dips and thrusts. As they each probed deeper it became harder and harder for her to concentrate and soon she was thrusting wildly. The slightly more experienced Emma, who also had the benefit of her Teacher’s training kept a cooler head but not by much and soon her own fingers were leaving scratch mark on Rachels outer thighs as she came seconds after the younger girl.

When she could think coherently Emma disentangled herself from the sixty-nine and gave Rachel a quick hug and kiss then started to get up.

“Where are you going, luv?”

“Gotta piss.” Which she did but she also went into the suite’s parlor and retrieved her cellphone.

“Ready for Phase Two.”

“Very well,” came the voice on the other end whose identity surprised her. She had expected Bill or another Teacher but the identity of her Seduction Partner explained a lot. “I’ll be there momentarily.”

***

When she returned she found Rachel dozing from both the champagne and the sexual exertion. ‘Perfect,’ she thought. She went to her dresser drawer and brought out a sleep mask and a pair of long scarves. Her lovemate didn’t even seem to notice what was going on until she had the mask over her eyes and was tying one wrist to the bedpost.

“Emmy, what are you *doing*?” she asked and started to struggle weakly. Emma put her fingers on Rachel’s pretty lips to hush her.

“You said you’d do anything I wanted, didn’t you?”

“Well yes, but…”

“Have you liked everything we’ve done so far?”

“Y-yes. I…I’ve loved it.”

Emma bent down to kiss her friend softly on the lips. “Then trust me. This will be wonderful.”

“Al…alright.”

Emma finished with her work, making sure that the bonds were secure but not painfuly tight.

“Is that too tight, luv?”

“Nooo, but…”

“Hush,” and to take Rachel’s mind off her bonds Emma lay on top of her lightly and rubbed her body slowly up and down her captive’s. As she kissed and licked her way from the other girls neck to her breasts and back again she noticed her girlcrush trembling and cooing with desire.

“There,” she said between kisses, “is that…so bad?”

“Oh no,” was the reply. “It’s niiice.”

Just then the door opened and the third member of this tryst entered, Jason Isaacs. He had, unknown to his costar, been a member in good standing of the Church for some time and had wanted both Rachel and Emma from the first times he’d met them. He had also noticed that she was being hesitant about her First Seduction choices and decided to do both her and himself a favor. He entered the room naked and hard, having disrobed in the parlor.

“Who’s that?” Rachel asked hearing the door open and panicing a bit.

“A friend,” Emma replied smiling while motioning Jason towards the bed with one had and probing between her legs with the other. “He’s going to help me complete your education.”

“My…education? You mean he’s going to…” She flinched away as Jason climbed ont the bed on one side of her and his rigid cock brushed against her thigh.

Emma took her ear between her teeth and sucked, stopping Rachel’s mounting fear with a wave of hormonal tingles.

“Yes m’love, he will, you and me both, I hope.” Her lips moved to Rachel’s neck as did Jason’s in a two-pronged sensual assault. His moves mimicked Emma’s since she was the one in charge here.

“You see,” Emma said as she and Jason stroked their subject, small, perfect breasts. “I belong to a…club…of sorts. It taught me everything I’ve been with you and much more which I want to share with you.” She and jason’s lips each took a rigid nipple in their mouths. While their motions were the same, the style s were as different as male and female. Emma’s touch was light and playful, Jason’s purposeful and forceful, bordering on rough. No matter what her upbringing had taught her, Rachel’s body was eager to surrender to this sexual yin-yang and she gave an involuntary moan. At a nod from Emma Jason brushed his hand across his former co-star’s peachfuzzed pussy and rubbed the heel of his hand up and down her pussy lips beginning slow but rubbing faster and harder until he had her wriggling beneath his palm like an eager dog.

“Mmmmmmm, NIIICE!” In response the older man slipped a finger between her labia and began manipulating it inside her vagina walls. Rachels back arched up in a welcome response.

“Admit it, you want it, don’t you?”

“I…” a second finger joined the first and then both found her clit, popping it out and rubbing it. “Yes! Okay, I want it! Happy?”

“Not until you say what ‘it’ is.” pressed Emma, nipping at her friends nipples.

“His…his cock! I want his big hard cock in me!”

“Even if you don’t know who he is?”

“Yesss, God, I don’t care, I just want him to fuck me! Ohgod, I’m horrid,” Rachel said with a sob.

“No you’re not. You just haven’t realized the great truth of our Church. That love is important but lust is everywhere.” Emma’s voice took on a fervant tone. “You can’t love without lust. And the ultimate sign of love is fucking. So to truly love everyone you have to be willing to fuck them. Although it’s more fun if they’re pretty.”

In truth Rachel was so turned on by this wonderful stranger’s finger work Emma’s little speech barely registered but it registered enough to sweep away whatever shreds of inhibition were left.

“Fuck me! Fuck me! I don’t care who you are, just stick it in me!”

Jason was happy to oblige. Greased by her juices his cock slid in easily. He had never felt anything this tight around his member. Soon his back had her slender legs wrapped around it. Emma pulled off the sleeping mask with a grin, revealing to Rachel just who was inside her.

“You! I…I..”

“Yes, my sweet little Wendy, I’ve wanted my cock in you since the first time I saw you in that nightgown.” Emma finshed untying the scarves around her wrists and soon Rachel’s fingers were digging into Jason’s back.

“Oh yes, fuck me my Captain, fuck me!” she screamed as he came in her.

“And what about your sweet Hermione?” said Emma with a winsome pout as she watched him slowly withdraw.

“Well, I am an old man,” Jason teased. Belying his words, his member was still hard although covered with both his juices and Rachel’s. Emma moved quickly to start licking him clean, with her protege soon copying her lick for lick. Each girl then took a testicle in her hot little mouth while Emma stroked it. When she was sure he was hot and ready for her Emma flung herself down on the bed and spread her legs.

“Fuck me, Jason, fuck your sweet little Emma hard!” He was quick to oblige and was soon ramming rythmically between her legs while Rachel, with the enthusiasm of a convert mounted onto Emma’s face. Emma’s legs gripped Jason’s waist fervently while her hands dug into Rachel’s tight hard little ass and her tongue brought her friend quickly to rapture. The younger girl punded the wall with her small fists as Jason, faced with her silky smooth back and pert little rump licked his way up and down it. As he came into his second nymphet of the night all three collapsed in a heap.

***

Later, after her lovers had left Emma felt a little sulky. She really wished that she could have kept at least one of them in bed with her and Rachel certainly had wanted to but of course they couldn’t risk being caught by her parents. Bill had told her that in time all the Church’s younger members wound up fucking their families if only as a matter of convenience. Time to move to the next stage of her life.