1. Emma Watson


    Date: 2/24/2016, Categories: Celebrities, Author: jojo747400, Rating: 87, Source: xHamster

    alcohol fuelled impulses in my head, I gently pulled them up her legs and covered up her nakedness. I even zipped her up and buttoned her jeans before looking her in the eyes. She smiled weekly at me before saying, "I'm sorry I lead you on. I don't know what I was thinking. But I think you should leave," she said. I looked at her again and suddenly realised again who this was; Emma Watson. In my d***ken lust, I had almost forgotten this fact. The champagne had given me a boldness that surprised even me. I nodded and stood up. I realised now the extent of my d***kenness as I tried not to fall over. Emma fixed her blouse and her bra before standing up as well. Like me, there was also a wobble to her. Despite everything, I leaned in and gently kissed me on the cheek. I smiled at her and stumbled towards the door. From the time her food arrived till now, I don't recall much. Only the bitter disappointment at how it all ended. It seemed like only one second before that I giving her one last look and the next I was collapsing on my bed in my hotel room next door. *** This whole thing may not have worked out as I might've liked, but at least I got to kiss and grope Emma Watson. Not many people can say that. It was cold comfort though. But in the end, it was unrealistic to expect something to happen given I've only known her for about 24 hours and we've talked for an accumulated total of two and a half hours at best. It usually takes me two months just to pluck up the courage to ...
    speak to a girl. Taking two hours to get to second base is personal growth. But no matter what kind of spin I put on it, it still didn't make me feel any better. As I lay motionless on my bed, my mind wandered to what I could've done or said differently. First things first, I probably should've said no to the second bottle of wine. I wondered if I had acted a bit gentler or waited a little bit longer to touch her, whether I'd currently be in bed with her. But after so much time of analysing my mistakes, I just started to think about her; that pretty face, those slender arms, those thighs and the way her shirt clung tightly to her chest, accentuating her... bountiful features. I recalled how firm and perky her breasts were and how hot she was between the legs. I wanted nothing more than to walk in her room and tear her clothes off and spend all night doing things to her. I wanted my hands all over her slender body. I wanted to hear what sounds she made and what face she pulled when she climaxed. But alas, here I was. I grabbed my phone from the bedside table and found myself on Google. Soon, the whole screen was flooded with a wealth of images depicting up skirt shots, cleavage shots, wardrobe malfunctions and surprisingly sexy photo shoots of Emma. Masturbating over images of celebrities is natural to any male, but there was something particularly strange about doing so when that celebrity happens to be in the adjacent room. Nevertheless, a combination of this and the alcohol ...
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