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Thread: Just Riding a Trend {darkest_fate&AdventureGurl!}

Carina listened to her guest as she explained the situation more fully. Obviously they'd figured it out already but still, it never ceased to amaze her the stark differences between the life of a celebrity and the life of a common individual. Fame had a way of changing how one lives, changing the way they think, and ultimately, changed the lengths one might go to maintain the life. Then you had people like Emma. Carina couldn't help but like her a little more for her pro-futanari stance. A lot of people, mostly men and religious types, were utterly terrified of her gender. To them she was to drastic a change to the way they thought the world worked. It was nice to have people who supported them. She poured the wine making a clicking sound with her tongue. My dear it is never a waste to share wine with a beautiful woman. She slid the glass to Emma and took a sip herself, enjoying the rich, sweet flavor. She couldn't help but chuckle as her guest continued. I know what you mean. I was just thinking how bizarre...albeit completely welcome...a situation like this is for anyone who isn't famous. She took another sip. My team didn't even approve this with me before deciding it was a good idea...not of course that I disagree with them. When Emma asked if Carina was even attracted to her she felt her skin flush slightly. Even suggesting it easily carried away her imagination. Carina set down the glass and closed a little distance between them, dragging her fingers across the counter. Do you really want the truth? She asked, biting her lip lightly. If I'd seen you in a bar....and didn't know who you were... She leaned in to whisper in Emma's ear, taking a moment to enjoy her perfume. ....I'd take you home for a whole week and the only time we'd leave the bedroom would be for food. That close to the young woman she found herself getting more aroused. Her smell, her manner, it just fed the futa's libido, and she found herself getting hard again. The slacks would hide it somewhat, but if she got fully erect, even her pants wouldn't hide it. I'll be honest. You are exactly the kind of woman I like. She talked playfully, but directly. Petite but shapely, kissable lips, and gorgeous eyes. Its probably why they paired us together. She decided not to mention the allure of sleeping with someone she'd pretty much watched grow up. Hell she hadn't even started competing when her movies first started. So to answer your question, yes. I find you attractive. Ravishing even.... With that she picked her glass back up and took another sip, without taking her eyes off Emma. She couldn't help it, she was pretty hard at that point, and it was showing.
Thread: Just Riding a Trend {darkest_fate&AdventureGurl!}

Or a charming futanari, Emma replied, quite confident in giving Carina that much of a compliment. She took the offered glass with a smile and a thankful nod. Emma raised it, taking a delicate sip, thoroughly enjoying the bodybuilder's taste in alcohol. That actually proved to be something of a surprise Emma had figured Carina for someone who drank heavier than this. Then again, perhaps she'd pulled this out because she knew Emma would love it. Soon more nodding, finding that she agreed with everything. Then she watched, waiting while Carina went around the bar. Emma nodded confidently, folding her arms over her chest as Carina continued. She felt the futanari move forward, leaning over. Erotic whispers tingled Emma's ear and she gasped when the hot breath conveyed a truly debauched scene. The pale Brit blushed nearly to her ears, trying to cover it by taking another little sip. A whole week in the bedroom? That should sound absolutely dreadful, almost like torture. Though Carina made it sound decidedly erotic and the best kind of sin. Carina continued and Emma smiled. Just your type? she repeated. She rolled her eyes. I'm everyone's bloody type, she grumbled, taking another sip. I suppose you know what that's like to some degree, she gestured with the hand holding the glass. I guarantee that there's somebody with their pants around their ankles stroking themselves to a picture of me, she wrinkled her nose and shook her head, letting out a little sigh. Man, woman, futanari, it doesn't even matter. Do you realize how much fanmail I get? I literally had to hire someone to filter through all the naked pictures, and you'd think that my speaking at the UN and all would deter it. Just made me get remarks about how what I really needed was a good man. Emma snorted, waving with her free hand. I don't see what the big bloody deal is anyway. They act like sex is the best thing ever, she shook her head and took another sip, flushing as she realized what she just said. Sorry, I just... it's rather tiresome, honestly, she gave Carina another smile, this one more apologetic.
Thread: Just Riding a Trend {darkest_fate&AdventureGurl!}

Emma's blush in response to her comment was adorable. Her fair skin made said blush impossible to hide. Carina continued sipping her wine as Emma vented over peoples sexual obsession with her. I suppose that's fair. She didn't particularily like her attraction being generalized in such a way, but she really couldn't fault the brit for it either. She herself dealt with all manner of similar issues, probably not on the same scale. Though it was her final comment that really caught Carina's attention. It said volumes on the actresses views on sex. It sounded if she genuinely didn't care for it, which was an alien concept to the futa. All futanari had hyperactive libido's, and such naturally lived intensely sexual lives. Just as anyone else it was up to the Futa what role sex played in their life, but it was always a central theme. You don't have to apologize. I've gotten my fair share of creepy fanmail as well, not to mention death threats from nutjobs who think futa's are demons sent here to corrupt humanity. She clicked her tongue again. That one is one of my favorites! Still, she eyed Emma with a hint of curiosity now. In her experience the only people who had genuinely negative opinions of sex either had little positive experience, or those who had suffered sexual trauma. She decided to take a gamble. Sex is in my opinion....like any other action one can take. She took a long draw from the wine and set it aside, leaning against the bar. You can do it all kinds of ways, fast, slow, rough, gentle. Its all about figuring out what you like, and exploring that with someone with equal passion for the act. She had to shift her stance a bit to accommodate for her swelling bulge, but tried to be relatively discreet. She also moved a little closer, swaying her hips as she walked around Emma and slowly placed her hands on her shoulders. A lot of people think its all about the climax, getting to the final satisfaction. She started gently, but firmly massaging the starlets shoulders. Personally, I'm more interested in the act. The touch of skin....the heat of a lovers breath on your neck....the way they moan out when you are touching them just right. At this point Carina wanted to take Emma right then and there, bring her over to the couch and make her beg for more. But most of all is the satisfaction you can get from knowing your partner is completely and utterly satisfied...and you are responsible... She bit her lip and sighed heavily, looking down at her new....friend, from behind, wondering just how repressed Emma really was. Carina wasn't much for seduction, but she was dying to peel away the layers of this young actress and get to the woman inside.
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Emma chuckled as Carina admitted to getting her share of creepy fanmail. Then she outright laughed at the thought of futanari being demons. Seriously? People honestly believe that nonsense? That's nearly as bad as when I was playing Hermione. You would not believe the number of threats I got about encouraging witchcraft, and the number of creepy promises to fuck it out of me, she spat the word fuck as though it were a chunk of food she didn't enjoy the taste of. She wrinkled her nose at that, though she also remembered one of the benefits. Since she'd done the witch thing, people had found it funny to send her loads upon loads of various toys, especially anything called a wand. Emma recognized that she had one of the most extensive sex toy collections in existence, thanks to fan contributions. Though she didn't let anyone outside a very small circle know, Emma kept about one in three. They underwent an intensive cleaning process and, well, she had to get rid of that stress somehow. Emma couldn't count the number of times she'd had to use one after a night with a boyfriend. Which just had her looking doubtful as Carina continued. Emma had certainly read the literature, and she'd heard speeches like this before. Though most of those people didn't place their strong hands on her shoulders. Emma swallowed, again noticing the size difference, along with how Carina's hands felt both simultaneously gentle and firm. It felt like Carina could snap Emma in half, but chose not to. The hands made Emma hold still as Carina continued. They also made her let out a little groan as she felt them working her shoulders. That all sounds quite nice, Emma agreed, opening her eyes and looking over her shoulder at Carina, but in my experience, it certainly doesn't pan out like that. About one partner in three has the faintest clue what to do, and even the ones that do aren't nearly as good at it as you are at solo. Don't even get me started on the actual penetration, Emma again let out a laugh, pausing to take a sip of wine and turned. Have you ever slept with a male? They pull out their.... their cocks, she nearly laughed at the word, and after you play with it for a while and get it all nice and swollen, they stick it in, thrust about four times, and then cum inside a condom or all over your belly. Emma let out another snort, taking a drink. She looked up at Carina, smirking. And now's when you're going to insist that it's different for futanari, I take it, Emma looked down pointedly at Carina's bulge, before meeting the bodybuilder's eyes and quirking a brow, taking the swelling there as proof of what she stated.
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Carina let Emma vent, confirming her suspicions. It really was a shame, for such a gorgeous young woman to have never been given the treatment she deserved. But it was obvious in her tone, the frustration was so tangible Carina could taste it. It was a little embarrasing how excited it made her in fact. I can't say I've ever been with a man, no. She responded when Emma turned around, sounding more upset as she went on. The accusation of intent, and Emma's pointed glance at her crotch sparked a bit of a fire in the futa. I'm not saying its different for every futanari.... She leaned in and brushed her lips against Emma's, whispering as she did. ...just me. Then without warning she easily scooped up the younger woman in her arms and carried her across the living area to her room, ignoring any protests that may have been made. Once inside she gently dropped the starlet on her bed, and had her trapped with a hand to the side of either shoulder. They weren't touching yet, but so close she could feel the heat between them. Carina caught Emma's eyes and didn't let them go. You want a little publicity? I can give you that. She leaned closer and kissed the Brit on the neck. But I'm going to give you so much more. She kissed lower and lower, down her collar, down the pale exposed flesh between her shirt. Carina then moved up and kissed Emma on the lips, firm, but not invasive. As she did she leaned in, pushing her fully swollen bulge directly between the actresses thighs. All I want....is for you... She let her right hand drift to Emma's thigh, and up her hips to her waist. ...to enjoy yourself... She lightly ground herself against the younger woman's crotch for the briefest of moments, and suddenly pulled back. Far enough to catch Emma's eyes again. If you want me to, I'll make you beg for this again and again....all you have to do is ask.
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The frustration twisted Emma's guts into knots, and she felt like spitting in frustration. It didn't really dim as Carina continued, talking about how she'd never been with a man. The followup, the fire that sparked from Carina, it struck Emma as being very... erotic, yet again. She heard those words crawling down her spin, felt lips just brushing against hers, as though that faint contact could quite literally steal her breath away. it certainly silenced Emma, cooling a good deal of her frustrated ire. I'm sorry, I didn't---eep! the apology turned into a cry. Emma threw her arms around Carina as the futanari scooped her up. The glass of whine went flying, and Emma felt like pointing out that it might stain. However, her fluttering heart made forming silly things like words feel nearly impossible. Who hadn't dreamt of being literally swept off her feet by a pair of strong arms? That said arms happened to be wrapped in soft, feminine skin didn't really dim the appeal overmuch, nor did the firm breasts Emma felt herself pulled against. She swallowed hard. Then they hit a bed, and Emma again stared up. Her mouth moved, but words died on her lips as Carina leaned in. Emma knew seduction, had played it in films, seen it played, even experienced it a few times in her young life. Despite her sexual frustrations, Emma had been through the joys of having someone teasingly kiss her, lavishing attentions upon her. It was all to get her legs to spread and do as she commanded, but it had been sweet at the time. This felt nearly as sweet, with the lips traveling down Emma's collar. Her breath hitched as she felt Carina dip lower, lower, and for a moment, Emma wondered just how far the bodybuilder would go. Then back up, and Emma felt her lips kissed directly. She stared, blinking brown eyes, eyes that widened slightly as the largest, thickest cock she'd ever felt nudged against her thighs. Hands trailed up, moving to her slender wait, and then a slight grind that made Emma gasp. The forwardness, the overpowering aura this woman commanded, it made Emma forget herself. I-- she said, swallowing. Beg? I---we really don't have to, she said, squirming slightly, do this. I don't want you to feel pressured or anything of the like. Or that you have to prove yourself or... or counter something I said. I was speaking foolishly, frustrated and flustered and just upset about things, about life, Emma swallowed, feeling that pulsing rod so close to her. She squirmed again, licking her lips. You really think you're that good? she asked, curiosity leaking into her tone and face.
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It was adorable the way Emma talked one way, but her body language, her energy was that of desperate curiosity. And that was all Carina needed. There was a big difference between not being sure if you wanted something, and not wanting it at all. But now the bodybuilder was certain, Emma Watson wanted....needed this. Luckily for her Carina was positively dying to be her guide. She grinned and leaned in once more, reapplying the pressure between their bodies. Only this time she ground her cock against the actresses womanhood a little harder, and continued grinding, slowly but firmly. She wondered what the denim would feel like against the younger womans flesh, with such a thick, hard object grinding against it. I don't think...I know. She whispered as she kissed her way up Emma's jawline to her earlobe, where she nibbled lightly. ...Its a sin that you haven't known real ecstasy... The whole time she maintained her slow and steady grinding against Emma, relishing the heat of her small, soft body against her hard muscles. It had still only been maybe a half hour since her workout at most, so she was still primed, her body hot and limber. Trust me. You are never going to look at sex the same after tonight! She finished the sentence with a laugh as she suddenly lifted Emma up, spun around and fell back on the bed with Emma's back pressed against her chest. Maneuvering the smaller woman was child's play to Carina, due to the huge size different. But from this position she slipped her left hand around Emma's waist and undid her denim jeans, sliding her hand beneath her beltline and beneath her panties. Denim panties? God you are so damned sexy Emma. Her other hand slipped beneath her shirt and began massaging her new lovers left breast. From this position her bulge still pressed firmly against Emma's petite ass, and she continued lightly grinding away while her fingers danced circles over her clit and labia. Every few seconds she would slip her middle finger inside for the briefest of moments, just a tease, but she didn't slow down or relent. Slow but hard, firm and controlled, this was pretty much her method in a nutshell. Of course she lost control from time to time, but this....this she wanted to do just right. She really liked this position though, because it put her face right near Emma's ear. Just so you know... She dipped her finger in again, this time deeper, hooking it inside and pulling upward, almost dragging the actress up as well. ...I'm not going to even show you my cock until you've came. With that she leaned up, putting the actress in her lap. This way she had easier access with her fingers, and she leaned in from behind to kiss Emma's neck, occasionally nibbling on her earlobe.
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Easy or not...its happening babe. It was such a small thing, but Carina loved the way Emma's hand went to her wrist, but didn't try to push her away. Just more proof that she wasn't as cold as she was letting on. She continued massaging, lightly pinching at her nipples, all the while increasing the tempo of her fingers below Emma's waist. She was just about to slide two fingers in at once, when Emma asked what she'd do if she asked her to stop. With that Carina removed her hand from beneath the actresses panties. That hand traveled up to join her other in undoing the buttons on that denim shirt. If you ask me to stop. We'll stop. I'm not keen on rape. Carina wasn't about to do something against anyones will, but it was quite obvious to her that a huge part of Miss Watson craved this. Which is why the second comment made her smile. I'm aware. Its hard to argue with this. She rubbed her glistening fingers together where Emma could see them, before diving the hand back between her thighs. Two fingers slipped inside the actress and swirled inside, dancing about as Carina looked for the signs she'd found the right spots. A sudden intake of breath here, a tightening of the grip on her wrist there, it was these little things as much as the big ones that turned Carina on the most. The other hand attacked the now freed breast with gusto, lightly pinching the nipple before firmly carressing that shapely little mound. At the same time she continued nibbling on Emma's ear, something that she apparently liked. She figured a minute or two more of this and she'd move on to one of her favorite parts. Something she took a great deal of pride in. But she wanted to enjoy this outfit a little longer before it was removed. Moan for me....I want to hear you loving this... She whispered deeply, her voice laced with lust and animal passion. Her fingers picked up the pace, she would slip one in quickly and thrust it several times, before slipping another in and swirling them around, only to switch it up and deny penetration completely. Meanwhile her other hand began exploring Emma's body, caressing her abdomen and her waist, slipping in behind to grip her ass. But no matter how far it traveled it never strayed long from those delicious breasts.
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The climax seized control of Emma Watson. She felt every muscle in her body tensing up, almost painfully contorting, as it drove the passion and want inward. Every single muscle just locked into place, pleasure and want and tension ratcheting up the arousal to unbelievable degrees. It locked Emma's jaw in place as she swallowed hard, letting out a long, slow, body trembling breath that was so very close to a moan. The orgasm shook her as though she'd been hooked to electricity, and still the woman barely made a noise. Her sex quivered and shook. It trembled, releasing all the want and the desire in a burst of heat and wet. Emma could feel the fingers prodding all along her. They swirled, mixing her juices throughout her lips. They stroked, tending to the fires within. They dip inward, greeted by convulsing, tight walls of red hot velvet. They teased Emma's core and she felt her body responding in kind. The sheer pleasure of it felt so utterly delicious that it nearly set off another orgasm again. The crashing waves just kept coming. Emma could feel another one coming so soon on the next. It made her let out a choked noise, nearly a breath, as her body trembled almost painfully. Then another, the force of it practically extreme. No rest, only more sensation. More sensation grabbed onto Emma, blowing through doubt and reserve and conscious mind to leave her panting and grabbing fistfuls of sheet. Then a mouth closed about her sex, and Emma let out a soft little gasp. She felt the lips suckling upon her sex, draining some of the lubrication that her body had so thoughtfully provided even as it produced still more. Emma kept sucking in breaths, her body trembling through sexual aftershocks. She watched Carina move, felt her get off the bed. The bust, the admittedly incredible breasts set free. Almost not bouncing they were just so incredibly firm. Then a last little sling, straddling an impressive member. Emma's eyes widened as something at least twice as big as anything that had plundered Miss Watson's tight sex. Had she enough coherence to form words, she would have said as much. Her expressive brown eyes, so wide with shock, locked upon it. And then Carina made a promise that Emma was fairly certain she could keep. The thick weapon lay against Emma's lower half. The starlet turned, seeing the bulging rod, looking nearly as big as one of Emma's arms. She could feel it nestled against her sensitive lips. They parted to just kiss against it. A hand moved, took hers, wrapped both about the cock. Emma couldn't get her fingers around it. Then lips closed upon hers, Emma felt her own moving in time. So much desire, so much eroticism, so much want . Yet the last conscious neuron fired in Emma's brain as she felt the thick cock Condom, she rasped. Not stop, not no, not too big, just the one word, followed by a slight repetition You need a condom, because even fuck-drunk and more aroused than she'd ever been in her life, Emma still couldn't forget that basic sexual necessity.