Harry Potter: The Reunion (Celebrity Story)

“So, Emma, it’s been seven years since you left the character of Hermione behind. What kind of misadventures do you think she would have been getting up to in that time?” The interviewer asked, taking Emma by surprise as a grin etched itself across her face. Of course, she had already intimately imagined what her character of Hermione would be getting up to, and naturally, her imagination would have rendered the entire interview completely inappropriate. But, it was that question that had prompted Emma to organise a long overdue girl’s night, because, unbeknownst to the public, the leading ladies of the Harry Potter franchise had more secrets that one could imagine.

            Being a child actress can be difficult. It’s a rather laborious lifestyle and having those early relationships can be difficult. Which is why, by the age of sixteen, Evanna Lynch, Bonnie Wright and Emma Watson had taken comfort in each other and developed a far closer bond with each other than anyone knew. It had started with the kissing practice, a flirtatious and teenage game that they all leapt into with eager lips. And as the years ticked by, their practice sessions became a little more intimate. Soon, they were kissing whilst completely naked. Next, they would gently fondle each other. Sometimes, they’d kiss each other’s breasts. Soon enough, they took to masturbating with each other, before quickly turning to masturbating each other. And when filming of the sixth movie turned around, they were eagerly diving between each other’s legs to lick each other out. Their girls nights became frantic teenage love making, with the three lesbian lovers exploring and learning about each other’s bodies, experimenting with toys and positions and generally fucking like animals.

            But time went by and when the final movie was wrapped for production, the three actresses began to slowly drift in their own directions. Emma Watson became a Hollywood Superstar whilst the other two faded into obscurity. But after seven years of rare and few and far between encounters, Emma decided that enough was enough, and a girl’s night was desperately overdue. It didn’t take much more than the simple mention of the idea to get Evanna and Bonnie onboard and rather swiftly, the three girls had a date set, a hotel booked and a myriad of sexual fantasies brimming in their minds.

            Emma, having booked the hotel room, was the first to arrive, actively setting up their perverse evening. Having procured her sexiest set of lingerie, a black lace pair of bra and panties, with garter belts and fishnet stockings, she laid the garments out on the bed. Unpacking her bag, she stowed her collection of sex toys in one of the drawers, tucking her strap-on, selection of vibrators and varied set of dildos into place. Ordering several bottles of champagne, she put the first on ice and the rest in the fridge before stripping naked and dressing herself in the tight, seductive underwear. Pulling a robe over her body, she poured a glass of champagne before sliding down onto the bed, waiting for her long-anticipated fuck-buddies to arrive. Her panties were already growing wet at the prospect. Having her face jammed between Evanna’s creamy thighs whilst Bonnie jammed her talented fingers deep into her tight little snatch, all three of them grinding together in a sweat amalgamation of gloriously sumptuous celebrity flesh.

            Absent-mindedly, Emma let her fingers drift between her legs, her digits softly running along her soaking panties, the fabric clinging desperately to her pussy as she became more and more aroused. She could have played with herself for hours imagining what the three of them could get up to, but it was only when a knock echoed from the door that she realised she could simply experience it instead of fantasising. Tightening her robe, she crossed over to the door and opened it, the smiling facing of her redhead co-star beaming back at her.

            “It has been far too long,” Bonnie smiled, striding casually in and wrapping her hands around Emma’s neck, pulling her close for a hug, their bodies grinding softly together as they smiled and embraced. Whilst every urge in Emma’s body begged her to rip Bonnie’s clothes of and fling her to the ground, Emma simply smiled curtly and beckoned for the woman to follow her, pouring her a glass of champagne and sitting on the edge of the bed beside her, “You haven’t changed a bit. Your hair is slightly different, but that face is just how I remember it.”
            “Right back at you. Still beautiful mind you,” Emma commented, a strange pang of nervousness rippling in her stomach. Sipping lightly at her champagne, she glanced nervously over at Bonnie, blushing as if she were on a first date with a woman she had known for years.

            “Any idea when Evanna is gonna get here. I haven’t seen her in even longer than I’ve seen you. Still don’t really know what she’s up to…” Bonnie smirked, gulping down a mouthful of the champagne, not hesitating in getting a little tipsy.

            “I don’t really know. Evanna was more like her character than any of us. Wouldn’t surprise me if she had become a hermit or something. You know. Truly embrace the Luna in her,” Emma smirked, sipping delicately at the glass of champagne as Bonnie slammed back the rest of hers, pouring herself another glass.

            “Very true. She always had a peculiar set of talents. Remember how she used to curl her tongue? You know? Twist it? And then she’d… Well, she’d do… you know…” Bonnie began, readily recounting the blonde’s talented tongue work, but blushing as she came to the obvious part. Despite their intimate past, bringing it back up was surprisingly… awkward.

            “I remember it well,” Emma blushed, remembering the many times that she spent hours reclined on a bed, allowing Evanna do to anything and everything between her legs, her tongue working wonders on her clit, whilst her fingers spread her hole wider, rubbing and massaging her most sensitive areas. Evanna knew her pussy like the back of her hand. Deciding that their fruitless small talk wasn’t going anywhere, Emma took the initiative. She let her robe slip apart slightly, flashing the fringes of her lacy bra. Her hand crept over to Bonnie’s thigh. She was wearing a simple purple dress, with tights pulled over her creamy legs. Smiling, Emma said, “But when it came to kissing… well… I remember there was no one better than you…”

            “Really? Because I always remember you being the best kisser out of the three of us,” Bonnie smirked, catching onto Emma’s movements and turning herself ever so slightly to face the brunette. Softly biting her lip, their eyes met, the two quickly deflecting nervously, but not moving their bodies.

            “Is that so… We should really… well, we should settle that… Once and for all?” Emma suggested, unable to look Bonnie in the eye, despite her hand resting on her thigh, softly curving inwards towards the redhead’s crotch.

            “We should…” Bonnie purred, taking the lead and lifting her hand softly to Emma’s cheek and guiding the brunette’s face towards hers. Leaning forwards, Bonnie gently pressed her lips against Emma’s the two softly kissing, their lips lingering just long enough to touch before pulling away. Their eyes closed and the two breathed softly in, before pushing forwards and kissing more passionately, their lips colliding harder. The two fought each other, pushing back and forth as their soft lips mashed together, Bonnie’s lipstick smearing across Emma’s lips.

            Emma was the first to introduce her tongue, pushing through Bonnie’s lips and begging access to her mouth. Their snog became slower and more intimate, their hands trailing across one another’s bodies as their tongue pushed into each other’s mouth, exploring each other. Bonnie’s hands untied Emma’s robe, pulling the fabric apart and exposing her soft creamy skin. Cupping the brunette’s breasts, Bonnie gently peeled the fabric down and over her tits, exposing her pert and hardened nipple. Gently tweezing it between her fingers, Bonnie grinned as Emma moaned into her mouth, their tongues battling for dominance.

            Slipping her hand beneath the hem of Bonnie’s skirt, Emma trailed her palm up the inside of her thigh until she could press her fingers against her crotch, the same wetness that was between her own legs seeping through the layers of fabric between the redhead’s creamy thighs. Moaning at the simple touch, Bonnie increased the passionate fervour with which her tongue battled Emma’s pushing against her lips as she tweaked and played with her nipples. Sliding higher up, Emma dipped down into Bonnie’s panties, feeling her soft, glistening flesh fold away, her fingers carving through the young girl’s dripping wet hole.

            “I feel… a little… underdressed compared… compared to what you have on,” Bonnie said in between kisses, eyeing up Emma’s sultry and seductive underwear. Whilst the redhead had far more clothing on, her underwear was little… tame, “I’ll be back in just a moment…”

            Prying herself away from Emma, Bonnie finished her champagne before grabbing the small bag that she had brought with her. Disappearing into the bathroom, she offered Emma a sultry wink before closing and locking the door, leaving Emma with burning desire beneath her panties and the urge to play with herself. Wanting to simply fuck, Emma grew impatient. Luckily, she didn’t have to wait long as a brisk knock came to the door.

            Tightening her robe, she walked back over to the door, peeping through the peep-hole to see Evanna’s beaming face. She was wearing a long black trench-coat that draped right down to her ankles, fastening only by a simple belt around the front. And no shoes. Just bare feet. Confused, Emma pulled open the door and smiled at the blonde girl. Evanna’s eyes lit up as soon as she saw Emma, but not a single word left her lips. Instead, Evanna unfastened the belt that held her jacket in place, shrugged her shoulders and dropped the garment to the floor, standing completely and entirely naked in the middle of the corridor. Her small, pert little breasts had deliciously pert little pink nipples and her unshaven pussy was neatly trimmed, well maintained and glistening, “Evanna?”

            Before another word could be spoke, Evanna leapt at Emma wrapping her legs around the brunette’s waist. Emma’s hands latched on her pert and shapely bottom, holding her in the air as her lips smashed themselves against hers, their tongues clumsily fighting. Evanna’s tongue occasionally bounced out of her lips, licking across Emma’s cheek as the pair staggered back into the room, the door flung wide open. Whilst the horny blonde didn’t care about being seen, Emma had somewhat of a reputation to uphold. Crashing to the ground, Emma was pinned on her back, Evanna, straddling her hips as she ginned, “Oh I’ve fucking missed you gorgeous bitches…”

            “I’ve missed you as…” Emma began, only to watch as Evanna swiftly clambered lower and lower down her body, her fingers sharply hooking inside Emma’s panties. Peeling them to one side, Evanna lay the flat of her tongue against Emma’s slick pussy, capturing the brunette’s breath as she moaned loudly, her body relaxing ever so slightly.

            “Are these panties expensive?” Evanna asked, not waiting for a response before she tore the underwear in two, tossing the tattered panties to one side before wriggling her tongue back and forth between Emma’s folds, tasting the Hollywood star on her tongue and savouring her sweet juices, “What does it matter, eh? We can always buy a new pair…”

            “I suppose… oh, fuck…” Emma groaned as Evanna’s tongue found her clit, the wriggling muscle curling deliciously around the sensitive bead of flesh, sending bursts of deep and intense pleasure cascading through her body. Her juices flowed across Evanna’s lips as she slid her fingers up to Emma’s tight snatch, wriggling her middle finger up against her entrance. Before Emma could realise, Evanna sank the entirety of the digit deep inside her, curling her finger so as to find the brunette’s sweet spot. Gently tickling her g-spot, Evanna watched with glee as Emma sucked sharply in, her body starting to convulse slightly as the pleasure built in her core. Lifting her hips, she tried to push Evanna’s face deeper between her folds, moaning softly to herself, forgetting about the open door and the delicious show the two were providing, “Oh… you still… still know where my… oh fuck, that’s good…”

            “How could I forget a sweet pussy like this?” Evanna murmured, replacing her tongue with her other hand, her fingers slowly and carefully massaging Emma’s clit, tactfully rubbing faster and slower to match the pace of Emma’s pleasure ridden convulsions. Sliding her tongue down to her entrance, she plunged it deep into Emma’s pussy, sliding in alongside her finger. And then she did it. Twisting her tongue, she caused Emma to gasp sharply, her tongue spiralling deliciously inside her. Combined with the pleasure of her other fingers attacking Emma’s weak spots and Evanna had the brunette writhing beneath her grasp. Lapping at her wet pussy, Evanna drove her tongue in and out, curving it around Emma’s insides and causing the young actress to grind her hips downwards and harder onto the blonde’s face.

            It was now that Emma remembered the door. It was lying wide open and anyone who walked by would see her and Evanna grinding together, their bodies writhing in the most sumptuous of ways. Begrudgingly, Emma lifted Evanna’s slick and glossy chin away from her pussy, guiding the blonde’s pussy coated lips up to her own. Passionately kissing one another, Emma tasted herself on Evanna’s lips and tongue, moaning at her own sweetness. She forgot how good she tasted. Whilst Evanna moved to take one of Emma’s nipples in her mouth, Emma pushed herself up onto her feet, rushing to the door and pulling it shut. Before she could turn around however, Evanna had grabbed a hold of her rounded arse, her hand sharply spanking Emma’s bum. Turning around, she shot Evanna a disapproving look.

            “Oh, don’t act all innocent. You were all bull whips and chains when we last did this. If I had a ribbed paddle, you’d be whimpering at my feet you little slut,” Evanna grinned, her hand lifting itself once more to spank Emma’s ass, her red handprints growing on her creamy bum cheeks. She was right. Emma always had a soft spot for a good spank. The trio experimented with that. Paddles, whips, spanking. Her ass was turned red raw almost every second evening. Made sitting down a pain, but that inconvenience was nothing compared to the contrasting bliss of a sharp slap to her ass and the divine and sumptuous pleasure of Evanna’s tongue.

            “She’s right. You always had a thing for being submissive… It seems I can’t leave the room for five minutes without you finding something to rut against,” Bonnie smirked, folding her arms as she looked at the two of them. Evanna was gently massaging Emma’s bum, her own arse presented perfectly towards Bonnie. So much so that her asshole was winking and teasing her. However, both Emma and Evanna’s eyes were brought towards Bonnie’s crotch. Whilst she had stripped entirely naked, her outfit change comprised simply of a thick nine-inch black cock that was harnessed around her hips, bouncing softly between her thighs, already lubed to a glossy shimmer. Smirking, she didn’t even waste a moment before sliding down onto her knees and sidling up behind Evanna. The blonde grinned before prying Emma’s cheeks apart and returning her tongue to the brunette’s pussy, plunging deep inside her once more, occasionally spanking her plump and fleshy bum. Grabbing Evanna’s hips, Bonnie slapped her thick cock down between her pert cheeks, angling the tip towards her tight little ass hole, before purring, “Though… If I remember correctly… Emma was submissive. I was dominant. And you… well you were a little anal fuck-slut, weren’t you?”

            Evanna’s response however, came in the form of a deep, pleasured groan as Bonnie sank half her thick black cock into the blonde’s tight arse, her greedy hole enveloping the shaft like it was nothing. Grabbing her hips, Bonnie pushed forwards, each inch of her cock slipping inside like nothing was stopping it, right up until her crotch lightly pressed against Evanna’s bum. Her moans were muffled by the wet folds of flesh that her face was buried into. Her moans however, rippled through Emma’s pussy, the soft vibrations humming against her clit and causing her to moan loudly, pushing her ass backwards onto Evanna’s face. All three of them shared in the moans, before reducing the sounds within the room to erotic sex sounds.

Slaps, groans, grunts and moans echoed loudly as Bonnie began to draw her hips back, starting to fuck Evanna’s arse. She didn’t hold back, slamming her hips back and forth with rough and purposeful stokes, making sure that Evanna felt every ridged inch of her thick black strapon. Evanna increased her licking, bringing a couple fingers up to Emma’s pussy and lodging the digits deep inside her, fingering her to a chorus of wet slaps. Her free hand continued to smack and spank Emma’s shapely arse, her eyes watching the flesh turn red, her bum glowing from the diligent attention. Each thrust from Bonnie pushed Evanna deeper into Emma’s pussy, her skilled tongue quickly bringing Emma to the verge of orgasm. The blonde girl wasn’t close behind, with Bonnie’s rough treatment of her ass bringing her quickly to her end.

“Oh fuck!” Emma shrieked as her body spasmed and convulsed, her pussy tightening around Evanna’s tongue and fingers, her hole clutching at the intruding members and holding them in place as she shuddered and came. Her body went stiff and she moaned for half a minute, her body riding down the pleasure before relaxing. One last spank to her ass and Evanna let Emma slid down onto the floor, the two of them kissing as Bonnie became rougher with Evanna’s bum, pummelling her sweet cheeks until she too groaned happily through her orgasm. Continuing to pound her for a few seconds longer, she finally pulled out, the three of the collapsing, breathless.

The three of them grinned behind red faces as the glanced at each other, each of them looking the exact same. They didn’t speak, but all three of them knew the other’s thoughts. They were simply glad they had done this. And whilst they were physically satisfied, the night was far from over. And Emma’s next words summed up the rest of their evening perfectly, “Champagne? And some porn?”

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