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Emma's Stalking Dilemma. (Celebstars & Malfrost)

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It had been a long hard day for Emma as she had been filming her latest blockbuster. She had been up since 5am and just now arrived at her home in London. 7pm it showed on her gold slim watch on her right wrist. A hand lifted up to her eyes to rub them as she walked in to the living area of the home and kicked off her shoes. Falling on to the couch with a loud thump, her body shook she she rolled over and sat up.

Each hand pulled at the buttons on her coat, unfastening it loose before slipping it off. Getting up she placed the jacket over the chair by the dining table and pulled some long loose strands of blonde hair away from her forehead. The cute British girl was wearing tight denim jeans which showed a magnificent ass and a purple blouse which hugged her slim waist and curvy hips. Heading in to the kitchen she stepped on to her toes, lifting herself up on the very tips to open the top cupboard and take a wine glass. A selection of drinks in bottles sat up on a rack and she took the first not caring what it was.

Arriving back in to the living room, Miss Watson opened the bottle of red wine and poured herself a glass before putting her feet up and leaning back with her head resting on the cushion.

Over the next few hours, Emma had gotten quite tipsy as she watched the television. Getting sleepy and doing some she always did before falling asleep, Emma slipped a hand in to her jeans and started to rub herself. It all felt rather tight pressed against the denim so she unbuttoned them and slipped them off her legs revealing her pale skin. She lifted her bottom up and slid her panties off to, exposing her smooth slit. Moving around, each leg was placed on the sofa and spread wide in front of the window. Keeping her eyes closed and her head now rested on the arm of the chair, Emma started to please herself.
 
celebstars said:
It had been a long hard day for Emma as she had been filming her latest blockbuster. She had been up since 5am and just now arrived at her home in London. 7pm it showed on her gold slim watch on her right wrist. A hand lifted up to her eyes to rub them as she walked in to the living area of the home and kicked off her shoes. Falling on to the couch with a loud thump, her body shook she she rolled over and sat up.

Each hand pulled at the buttons on her coat, unfastening it loose before slipping it off. Getting up she placed the jacket over the chair by the dining table and pulled some long loose strands of blonde hair away from her forehead. The cute British girl was wearing tight denim jeans which showed a magnificent ass and a purple blouse which hugged her slim waist and curvy hips. Heading in to the kitchen she stepped on to her toes, lifting herself up on the very tips to open the top cupboard and take a wine glass. A selection of drinks in bottles sat up on a rack and she took the first not caring what it was.

Arriving back in to the living room, Miss Watson opened the bottle of red wine and poured herself a glass before putting her feet up and leaning back with her head resting on the cushion.

Over the next few hours, Emma had gotten quite tipsy as she watched the television. Getting sleepy and doing some she always did before falling asleep, Emma slipped a hand in to her jeans and started to rub herself. It all felt rather tight pressed against the denim so she unbuttoned them and slipped them off her legs revealing her pale skin. She lifted her bottom up and slid her panties off to, exposing her smooth slit. Moving around, each leg was placed on the sofa and spread wide in front of the window. Keeping her eyes closed and her head now rested on the arm of the chair, Emma started to please herself.
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Litttle did the famous Emma Watson know that when she slipped her hands into her denim jeans, she was being watched and recorded. A rather avid fan of hers named Michael O'Neil. He was your average looking 25 year old, not too fit but not really fat either. He had spiky red hair and a bit of a stubble on his chin. He had staked out her house this evening, wanting to get a glimpse of his idol's routine after a big day on set. Still, he hadn't expected the hottest girl around to just start masturbating with her window open like that. It was a good thing he brought his camera that day. He was well hidden in the bush to make sure Emma couldn't see him. He started filming as soon as Emma's hands ventured into her pants and he became extremely aroused as she slipped off her pants and panties to reveal her sweet pussy to the world. He was sure to zoom in on her sexy expression and on her sweet slit as he slipped his hand into his pants and began to stroke his massively erect cock to the wonderful sight in front of him.
 
Her mouth opened wide with low whispers pouring out as she started to make herself wet. Emma didn't know the window she was facing was allowing the outside world to see in. As it was late at night she should of drawn the curtains closed but being tired she had other things on her mind. Emma's bottom lip looked delicious as a drop of saliva drooled off it. Arching her back, she had a little sweat appear on her forehead whilst her fingers worked their magic rubbing her clit and outer lips. She couldn't opened her legs any wider now, they were as wide as they could possibly be with one leg dropping off and resting on the floor to the side.

"Ugh" she gasped, inserting two fingers inside her hole, making herself more moist as the other hand continued to rub her clit. Moving her arms faster and faster, she really wanted to build up a big orgasm and she didn't fail herself. As she neared, her eyes opened up and a loud smile came across her face as her juices squirted out of her pussy. "Ughhhh!" She moaned satisfied.
 
Michael watched on in a lustful zeal as Emma continued to pleasure herself, we legs so wide up to be showing her lovely pussy quite well. Her expression was one of complete lust and desire as she drooled freely. He stroked his cock hard and faster, causing the bushes to rustle just a bit, but not enough to give himself away. He matched his stroking to hers and his climax was near as she was building up as well. He zoomed in on her happy expression as she neared coming before he zoomed out to capture her juices violently squirting out of her as she came. He felt himself come as well, biting back a moan as his hot and sticky cum splashed against his hand and boxers. He was totally satisfied, and saved the recording of Emma. He would wait for her to leave before he headed back to his place...he had the perfect plan to make use of this video....
 
Once Emma had finished and the rush of her orgasm left her, she slowly picked up her panties and placed them on either leg, pulling them up to her groin. Rubbing her pussy a few more times, her underwear soaked up some of the juices and another smile left her pretty lips. Scratching the back of her head with her fingers, she yawned and decided to head to bed. From the outside, pedestrians would of seen her living room light go off and a few minutes later her bedroom light go on. This window was covered with curtains but it didn't stop her shadow from being seen. It was obvious that she was taking her top off and the fact she now bent over meant her panties came off once more.

The actress liked sleeping in the nude, it felt very freeing to her. Plus she lived alone at the time so it wasn't as if she could get caught.

For now though, Emma just tucked herself in to her bed, pulling the sheets over her naked body and fell asleep until the morning.
 
Michael returned to his house and quickly went back to work in putting his plan into motion. He uploaded the video of Emma pleasuring herself onto his computer. He then wrote up an email to Emma's personal inbox itself. In it, the video of her was attached. He wrote that she was quite beautiful to watch and that he's love to share it with the Internet. If she wanted to avoid that, she'd show up at his address, alone. If anything he occurred that he did not like, he had a way of automatically uploading the video to the internet. He then pressed send and licked his lips. He showered and cleaned up for the night and then feel upon his bed into a slumber, eager to see what Emma's reply would be in the morning.
 
Emma had the day off today because of her work the day before. She awoke feeling tired still but she hated sleeping in. Sliding out of her bed in her naked form, she wondered through her home until she came to the shower. Stepping in past the glass door, she closed it behind her to make sure no water escaped and made a mess. Turning the knobs, water sprayed out at her drenching her hair and skin. Lifting each arm above her head, Emma ran her fingers through her dirty blonde locks before grabbing the shampoo and washing any grease out of it.

The shower lasted about five minutes although it felt longer than that. Turning the warm water off, Emma was dripping wet as she got out on to the rug below. Leaning out with a hand for a towel she wrapped it around herself and used another to dry off her hair whilst standing in front of the mirror. Taking a toothbrush she cleaned her teeth with the help of some paste. Spitting and rinsing her mouth out, Emma was halfway through getting her self sorted for the day.

Once dressed and hair brushed, Emma walked in to the kitchen to make herself some breakfast. She saw her phone laying on the counter. Pressing a button on it the screen shone brightly with a notification regarding an email. Looking curious she didn't recognise the sender but opened it up and saw an attachment first and foremost. Clicking on it with her finger as it was a touch screen, Emma saw herself masturbating and freaked out. Looking around she felt as though she was being watched right at the very moment.

Scrolling down the email, she saw the contents and instructions left for her. Her heart started to skip a beat and she started to sweat in fear.
 
Michael had had a peaceful and wonderful night of sleep. He had gotten up in the morning, brushed his teeth, showered once again and then walked around in his fairly nice condo with just a towel wrapped around him. He brewed himself a fresh cup of black coffee. He loved the bitterness of pure coffee over anything else.

He moved towards his living room and turned on the TV, listening to the daily news reports as he always did. He turned on his laptop and began to browse the internet. He looked at his sent box in his email and grinned. If Emma was going to do as she was told, she would be here in a few hours, looking nice and pretty. If not, he would upload that video to the Internet. For now though, he decided to just browse the internet, watching funny videos on Youtube before watching some Netflix as he kicked back in his lounge chair and drank his coffee, believing today would be a wonderful day.
 
Over the coming hour after opening her email, Emma paced up and down her home with her hand on her forehead. She had always been so careful in her career when doing things. Now it came to the point when her own home wasn't even secure. Blowing deep breaths from her mouth, she managed to get herself in to a position to attend the address given. It would be fine she kept on telling herself, the person responsible would just want an autograph, maybe a picture and then delete it. If it came to anything else, she could offer him some money. An advert she participated in paid her £100,000 a few days ago and she could give them that.

As Emma didn't know how to drive, she got a cab to drop her off at the destination. Stepping in to the building, she looked at her email and went to room 246. Taking the elevator up to the 6th floor, Emma waited in fear before standing in front of the person's home. Her hand lifted up and pressed the doorbell.
 
Michael had prepared himself as well to meet with the girl he so lusted for. He dressed in a nice blue polo shirt and khaki shorts. He had tidied and prettied the place up as he drank another cup of coffee as he waited for the arrival of his star. He check his watch and saw a taxi pull up right on time for her to be getting here. Sure enough, a few moment later, his doorbell rang.

He drew in a deep breath and let it go to calm his nerves. He wasn't sure how she would react so he tried to stay calm. He opened the door with a small smile as he held the door open for her. "Hello, Emma. Glad to see you could make it...please...come in." He held the door for her as he motioned for her to step into his modern apartment building. It wasn't anything she was used to living in for sure, but it was nice when compared to most things. "Please...come into the living room and have a seat. We'll discuss terms there." Michael smiled, but this time a little more threateningly as he pulled out a remote. He would explain what the remote was in a moment, but it was a danger to Emma's career if he pushed a button on said remote.
 
"Hi?" She said nervously, looking at the man with eyes wide in fear. Gulping, she saw him motion to her to come in. Cautiously, Emma then entered his home, walking in to the corridor which was narrow and small. She felt stupid going in to a stranger's home, she should of waited outside but terror got the better of her.

Once she was in the living room, the soft red cushioned sofa looked old yet respectable. Taking a seat, Emma took in her surroundings, gazing up at pictures on the wall and the china pieces in glass cabinets. "You have a nice home here" she lied, not impressed by it or the situation she was in. She didn't want to bring up the email, she hoped it would just go away but she knew that wouldn't happen. All Emma could hope for right now was the situation to not be that bad.
 
"I'm glad you think so, I know its not really impressive to a girl like you...but I try..." He chuckle as he sat down right next to Emma on the sofa, keeping the remote close to him as he did. He used his free hand and placed it on Emma's thigh as he looked her in the eyes with his own. His expression a mix of lust and seriousness.

"Now....lets talk about that video...." Michael breached the subject Emma came to talk about but really didn't want to. He waved the remote back and forth with grin in front of the scared girl. "If I press a button on this remote...that video will be uploaded to every social media site and the whole world will know just how slutty Emma Watson is...." His voice became gruff as he rubbed and squeezed Emma's thighs as he moved it closer towards her crotch. "Unless you do everything I ask for...understood? Either the world will know you are a slut...or just me...it your call." Michael knew he had the upper hand here and he wasn't afraid to force the issue on the girl
 
A disturbing smile filled her lips and her eyebrows raised high above her forehead as he touched and caressed her thigh. "Ummm can you stop please" she said, moving her hands to his and pushing him off...or at least trying to. Those eyes of hers followed the remote as he waved it in the air like a trophy.

"I'm not slutty!" She bit back at him with a yell. "Masturbating makes someone slutty?" Now starting to laugh at him she felt his hand go towards her crotch so she slapped him across the face. As soon as her hand struck his cheek Emma regretted it instantly, she knew he wasn't playing games with her, he was serious, he had gone to a lot of trouble to get her here.

"I'm sorry! I am! Please don't upload it!"
 
Michael felt his cheek from where Emma slapped him and get glared at the girl as his finger hovered over the button on the remote."You are walking on thin ice now....girl. I suggest you do exactly as I say from now on...any defiance and this video goes on the web." He growled at the girl as he slapped her himself, his slap much harder then her own. He point to a spot close to the couch and licked his lip in lust as he issued his command.

"Now...preform a strip-tease for me...."
 
"Agh!" Emma yelped, her head going in to the sofa as he slapped her much harder that she anticipated. Her hair flew over her face, hiding the mark he had left her which was red raw and in the shape of a hand. Shaking in fear, her legs trembled so much she found it hard to stand in front of the sofa like he had asked. When she did get the strength to push herself up, she walked over to the clear space and looked down at him. A solitary tear fell down the red cheek which he had smacked prompting her to wipe it with her hand.

Crossing her arms, she lowered her hands to her waist, lifting her top up to show her smooth flat tummy. As it rose up, Emma showed him more skin until it was pulled over her head. Her long light brown hair fell down her bare shoulder above her bra which held her perky breasts. Slipping fingers in to her bottoms, the material was pushed down her legs, now showing some meaty thighs. Lowering her back and bending over, the actress managed to slip them off at her ankles before standing in front of him in nothing but her underwear.
 
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"Agh!" Emma yelped, her head going in to the sofa as he slapped her much harder that she anticipated. Her hair flew over her face, hiding the mark he had left her which was red raw and in the shape of a hand. Shaking in fear, her legs trembled so much she found it hard to stand in front of the sofa like he had asked. When she did get the strength to push herself up, she walked over to the clear space and looked down at him. A solitary tear fell down the red cheek which he had smacked prompting her to wipe it with her hand.

Crossing her arms, she lowered her hands to her waist, lifting her top up to show her smooth flat tummy. As it rose up, Emma showed him more skin until it was pulled over her head. Her long light brown hair fell down her bare shoulder above her bra which held her perky breasts. Slipping fingers in to her bottoms, the material was pushed down her legs, now showing some meaty thighs. Lowering her back and bending over, the actress managed to slip them off at her ankles before standing in front of him in nothing but her underwear.
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Michael watched with glee as the young actress got up and began to strip for him. He didn't care how she felt right now; all he wanted was to ravish her as much as possible. He could feel his cock growing harder in his trousers, the bulge clearly visible as she stripped. He licked his lips at the sight of her lovely stomach and an hidden breasts behind her bra, as well as the sight of her bare thighs aroused him greatly.

Once she finished, he nodded his head. "You truly are as beautiful as they say...now....off with your bra and panties, and get on your knees and pull my cock out, I want a blowjob." The man commanded nonchalantly as if it were an everyday thing. He waved the remote around in front of his face to remind the girl the power he held over her if she decided to become feisty at any time.
 
Taking her hands up to her chest, Emma unhooked her bra from the front, taking away each cup and exposing her milky white breasts. Her pink nipples looked soft and delicious, tender yet firm. Bending her back once more she slid her panties down her long smooth legs revealing a hairless pussy which was shaven clean. Brushing some hair behind her ear she walked towards the male and got down on her knees. They sat on the hard carpet, making it uncomfortable for Emma. Each hand ran up his legs towards his groin before trying to find his cock. Diving in to his pants, she rummaged through his clothing before pulling out his cock. It felt warm and hard in her palm, she obviously knew he enjoyed looking at her.

Leaning herself in more, she lowered her face to his cock and could feel the warmth spreading from it. Slowly giving him a few jerks with her fingers, she opened her mouth and took him inside then started to bob her head up and down his length, coating it in her saliva.
 
Michael couldn't help but marvel in Emma's nude body; it was perfect in every way. Her breasts were just the perfect sizes and her nipples stood perky and firm. Her shaved pussy seemed to glisten in the evening light. He could feel his cock throbbing in his pants as the girl made his way over towards him and dropped to her knees, ready to please him.

He let out a blissful sigh as she pulled his massive and hot cock out of his trousers and slowly began to jack him off before her warm mouth engulfed him. He moaned loudly as she bobbed her head back and forth, coating his cock in her saliva. "That's good....Emma...let me make you feel good too..." the man said breathlessly as he planted his hands on her lovely breasts, squeezed the mounds of flesh between his digits before rubbing and tugging on her nipples with his fingers.
 
Emma was gagging on his cock as it brushed against her throat. Her long soft hair fell back over her face, covering and hiding from view what she was doing to his manhood. With one hand resting on the base of his cock, the other was on his knee, helping her support herself but allowing a gap for him to fondle and play with her breasts.

The girl moaned when he squeezed them, she even yelped in a little pain because she had sensitive mounds of flesh. Her nipples were getting harder and more aroused the more she sucked on him and the more he played with her. Lifting her head up from his cock, she caught back her breath and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.
 
Michael was letting out loud moans as Emma sucked him off, gagging as she did so. He couldn't help but think that Emma was surprisingly good at giving head, making him wonder if she was sluttier then she let on. He didn't worry about it too much though as he felt himself lost in the pleasure. The moaning as he squeezed her breasts only added to the pleasure, causing his massive cock to vibrate in her mouth.

As she pulled away, Michael looked down at her and chuckled lightly. "You seemed to be enjoying that, you naughty girl...stand up in front of me so I can see how wet your pussy is." He was eager to see just how wet the girl was from sucking his cock and having him play with her breasts. He also intended to indulge in her succulent, tight and pink pussy, but he wasn't going to tell her that. He wanted that to be a surprise.
 
Emma's chest panted as she was still getting her breath back. A single strand of thick saliva started to pour out of her mouth, caressing her pink bottom lip but the back of her hand saved it from dropping any further. Upon hearing his order, she pushed herself up by her hands on his knees, Standing before him with her arms by her sides, she still looked rather fearful of him. "Is it just today?" She asked, "I do things for you today then you delete the video and we go do our own things? Like this never happened?" Scratching the back of her neck, the silence was killing her as was the awkwardness she felt.
 
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