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Emilia Clarke and the 2019 Emmy's

September 22, 2019

One thing that you may have surmised from my previous entries: the vast majority of the encounters I have take place at the Lodge. It's the secret around which all the relationships with celebrities I have revolves. At this point it's their place as much as it is mine. And while I would love to go hang out in downtown L.A. and meet up with whoever wanted to go clubbing that night, this would create so many problems that it wasn't feasible.

So, when Emilia Clarke told me that she wanted me to be there for the Emmy's while she was in town, I was quite perplexed by the request. Us meeting anywhere other than the Lodge was unheard of (aside from our first encounter, but that didn't count because the rules weren't established yet). But Emilia explained further, and when she laid it all out for me, it made a lot of sense. It stuck to the secrecy requirements easily enough, and it still allowed for us to have fun. I remember the night it happened very clearly.

I drove in to Los Angeles early in the afternoon on that Sunday. The town was of course abuzz with people as the Emmy's were prepared. This could have made things more difficult, but luckily where I was going was nowhere near where the awards were being held. I just had to make the usual careful moves to avoid being seen doing anything that would connect me to who I was meeting. That was all taken care of however, since I was meeting Emilia right at her hotel.

I gave my car to the valet outside the hotel, and went inside. The hotel was quite fancy, and there were several security personnel minding the lobby already. I could only wonder who else was staying there at the moment. I didn't care, however, knowing who was waiting for me in one particular room. I paid no attention to anyone else in the lobby, and went to the front desk. When I said I was picking up a package left by the room number Emilia texted me, I was given a white envelope. Inside was a room key.

Nonchalantly, I took the key and swiped it to access the elevator. Security watched me, but once I had the key and was clearly going somewhere with a purpose, none of them said anything. The panel in the elevator scanned the key again, automatically identifying the room I was going to. The ride took me to one of the upper floors, and when the doors dinged open, I was met with the quiet stillness you always find in a hotel corridor.

Emerging from the elevator had me notice a sign guiding me to the different banks of rooms, and I followed the arrow towards Emilia's room number. The corridor wound down further and further, until finally I took one more turn and was in a corner. The door to Emilia's room sat far off from any other door, hinting at both how large the room was and how private it was meant to be. I raised my hand and rapped my knuckles on the door in quick succession.

Click. Click. Swing. The locks unlatched, and the door opened up to reveal Emilia. She gave me a coy little smile as she raised her hand up to the door and looked at me. Neither of us said anything for a moment, instead taking in the sensation of meeting each other outside our usual location. Emilia raised one hand and beckoned me inside with a seductive flourish. I entered quietly, and Emilia closed the door behind us.

Click. Click. Emilia reset both the locks before turning back around to look at me.

"Hi there," she said, her expression instantly perking up and flashing me her trademark grin.

"Hello hello," I said as I looked at her back.

Emilia was not yet dressed for the awards. It was early in the day. In fact, she was very dressed down, wearing only capri sweatpants and a loose fitting t-shirt. She was also completely devoid of any makeup. Despite this, I was instantly drawn to her, because you know what Emilia Clarke looks like without makeup? Still goddamn gorgeous.

Emilia walked by me as I stood there, awaiting her cue. Many of the girls in the house liked to boss me around in some form or another, but Emilia was the one who did it the best. She could wordlessly get me to do her bidding, and I would instantly snap to attention whenever she had a command for me. She did it right then at that moment, stretching out her hand as she walked by. I leaned my head down and kissed her hand several times, admiring her soft skin and the slightly perfumed scent she always had.

"Come on, I'll give you a tour," Emilia said as she beckoned her hand to me.

The two of us walked through the opulent, almost excessively large hotel suite. The door led into a sitting room, that had a couch and two chairs encircling a coffee table next to a gas fireplace with a tv mounted above it. On the other side of the room was a large counter with several swiveling bar stools in front of it, hiding a small kitchen behind it. The other thing to note about the room was the inordinate number of windows it was made of. Most of the walls were glass panes that allowed me to see the sprawl of Los Angeles below me, and while it was a great view, was not exactly my scene.

From there we walked through the bathroom, which was as luxurious as one would expect in such a hotel. Marble sinks, fancy tile, whirlpool tub, all that. I still liked the Lodge's better. Emilia had a collection of toiletries already set out, but it was otherwise clean. We passed through quickly and emerged out the other side into a spacious walk-through closet. Emilia had one garment bag hanging on the rack, but nothing else. Her dress for the evening. I badly wanted a look at it, but Emilia passed by it without a word.

We emerged from the closet inside the bedroom, which thankfully had those odd semi-electronic blinds that switched the majority of the windows to a darker shade. We could still see out the window, but it no longer felt like the entire world could see in because the other side was darkened. Emilia's bags were opened with a few things set out, but one thing that was undisturbed was the bed. As we entered the room, Emilia hurriedly scooted her way to it and then flopped herself down on it, laying on her side.

When I went to join her, her eyes turned up at me, "Now, I'm going to give you fair warning. We have some time to kill, but you absolutely cannot wear me out before the show."

"And what exactly does 'wear you out' consist of?" I asked as I started to climb into the bed, but stopped partway through.

"Basically it just means that you," Emilia gestured to me with one hand while holding her head up with the other, "Will have to do all the work."

"Oh, so just like every other time then?" I japed as I laid down on my side next to her.

Emilia let out a faux gasp of offense and pushed me in the chest, "You ass," which, when said with that accent of her's, made it all the more funny to hear.

"Kidding, kidding," I said as I grabbed Emilia's hand and pulled us together.

We ended up on our sides facing each other while pressed against each other. Emilia put her arm up over my shoulder, and I put a hand down on her hip. For a moment we just looked at each other, but then Emilia smiled again and leaned in for a kiss. Our lips came together, and I could feel Emilia's smile staying on her face even as we kissed the first time. Even when we kissed two more times, I felt it there, and then Emilia, her hand now raking through my hair, leaned her head back to speak again.

"Seriously though, I don't want to exhaust myself before the show. So I was hoping that, just for now, I could mostly take it easy?"

"Alright," I said as my hand began to move on her hip. "I'm sure I'll...think of something."

As I said the last part, my hand moved on her hip over her pajama pants. I gripped the baggy material with my hand, and then began to pull. The soft fabric began to move, and out of my peripheral vision I could see more of Emilia's pale skin come into view. I pulled again, and then slid my hand back up, feeling the soft skin of Emilia's perfectly thick ass.

The two of us began to kiss again as my hand groped Emilia's ass. We stayed on our sides, which gave me complete control over where I wanted my hand to go, but for the moment I just wanted to admire Emilia's ass with my fingers. Emilia was just the right amount of thick. My hand had room to roam as I felt her ass, and when I squeezed it she felt simultaneously soft and fit. I was entranced by it for several minutes of light kissing, until Emilia shifted beside me, lifting her one of her thighs up.

My hand ran all the way down her ass, curving down between her legs as she spread them slightly. The tips of my fingers dipped down further, and immediately felt the heat from her pussy. Emilia kissed a little harder, putting her hand on my face as her tongue went into my mouth with increased vigor. Then she dropped her hand down, and while the tips of my fingers were teasing her pussy, she reached down and began to pull her pajama pants down further. I glanced down and watched as Emilia's creamy thighs came into view, and as I pulled my hand back, she rolled onto her back.

Emilia left her pajama pants around her knees as she spread her legs open further. I propped myself up on one arm and leaned down to kiss her again, only this time my fingers had all the room they needed to play with her pussy. I traced my middle finger up the center of her pussy, teasing the opening with several strokes. The light touch had Emilia breathing harder into my mouth, and as I let the tip of my finger just barely slide inside her, she breathed harder still. The tip of my finger emerged wet and slick, and I brought the pad of it to her clit, running it in a slow circle.

"Mmm," Emilia tipped her head back further into the pillow, moaning quietly before she looked back up at me. "I said I wanted to take it easy, I didn't say I wanted you to tease me."

"Sorry, my queen," I said with a cheeky smile.

I immediately changed my position, turning around and leaning my head down to Emilia's pussy as I lay beside her, upside down. She stayed on her back as I kept myself held up with one arm on the other side of her hips, and brought my tongue down to her pussy.

"Ohhhh that's better..." Emilia moaned quietly behind me.

I began to lick her pussy from my upside down angle, the same way I would if I were on the top of a 69. Emilia parted her legs as much as her half-removed pants would allow, until I pushed them down further and she successfully kicked them off both feet. At that, she opened her legs wide and kept them that way as my tongue licked her pussy from top to bottom, starting at her clit.

Emilia began to moan with a breathy sound that to my ear sounded like she was about to start screaming from the start. I kept licking downward, going over her pussy and making a point to coat every inch of her pussy with my tongue. Each lick ended low, teasing her opening. Emilia grabbed me with one hand, at first only caressing my leg for a moment, but then I felt her hand grip my cock through my pants.

I felt her begin to grope at the waist of my pants, attempting to force them open with one hand, until the button finally snapped. As soon as it did, she unzipped and then tried to pull them down from her upside down angle. At first she failed, but then as I was still eating her pussy, I felt her body shift beside me. One thigh lifted up as she turned and went onto her side, and as I looked down Emilia was wrenching my pants down far enough for my cock to spill out.

I brought my head back up to Emilia's pussy at the perfect moment for her to drape her thigh over it. It pulled me back into her pussy, and my mouth went right back to what it was doing, albeit with an easier angle now that it was shoved right up against me. As I started to lick, I felt Emilia's lips slide over my cock, but as I continued licking I didn't feel any other movement from her. Just when I was starting to wonder what was going on, I felt Emilia's hand clasp my ass and then pull me forward. The motion shoved my cock further into her mouth, and Emilia began to pulse the motion again and again. She didn't want to suck, she wanted me to fuck her mouth. Her desire to not wear herself out seemed to extend to her entire body.

I felt Emilia moaning as my cock slowly thrusted into her mouth, the tiny vibrations from her throat going into my shaft. My tongue continued to dutifully lick her pussy up and down, going over her clit and then curving my tongue forward more to get it down to her opening. For some reason, my urge to taste her was all the higher that day. Maybe it was being sandwiched between her thighs so nicely, or maybe it was the idea that everything I did to her would be just hours before millions of people were looking at her, but either way I wanted more.

I moved my head further between Emilia's thighs as I kept thrusting my cock into her mouth. Then, I reached my hands around her waist, and slid my fingers over her pussy. With one motion of one hand, I pressed two fingers over her lips and parted them slightly, right before my tongue shot forward between them. I felt Emilia give a shuddering moan into my cock as I slid my tongue as far into her pussy as I could. I kept it there several seconds, tasting her from the inside and attempting to push it in even deeper. Then, as I held my tongue there, I briefly opened my eyes and saw it. From the angle I was in, and as a result of our 69 position, Emilia's asshole was practically staring back at me.

Without a second thought, I pulled my tongue from Emilia's pussy and put it straight up against her asshole, pressing the tip against it and flicking it up and down. Emilia's mouth shot back from my cock with a surprising jolt, and then she twisted her head to look back and confirm what was happening with her own eyes. I stared back at her, the top half of my face visible while the bottom was wedged squarely between her asscheeks, not stopping my tongue.

"Ohhh," Emilia's grin widened as she looked at me. "Well that's...ohh..."

Emilia started to say something else, and then gave up as a pulse of pleasure shot through her. She didn't bother finishing her thought before she dropped back down, and pulled my cock back into her mouth.

I kept licking just as I was before, but also moved one of my hands underneath my chin, so I could still play with her pussy with my fingers. Emilia let out a constant stream of "mmm" sounds that were only punctuated by my cock sliding deeper into her mouth. When I dipped a finger into her pussy and then rubbed it on her clit, they got louder.

Emilia's weight shifted, and in less than a second we weren't on our sides anymore. Emilia laid her entire body on top of me, turning her hips down slightly to press her ass further back into my face. I kept my tongue pressed against her asshole as I felt Emilia now begin to suck my cock herself, giving it deep bobbing motions that pushed it into her throat from the upside down angle.

I got that very good mouth work briefly, until Emilia raised herself up onto her knees, essentially sitting on my face as my tongue works faster. She craned her head up to the ceiling, and then let out a moan that sounded like it was accompanied by a laugh. I could only see up her back from the angle, but I was grateful for that as Emilia reached down and pulled her shirt up and off her head. I kept licking and going at it as Emilia sat her ass down on my face. I lost track of time and didn't care at all, only snapping out of it when Emilia leaned forward and crawled off of me.

I sat up and watched as Emilia crawled forward and then hopped off the bed. She turned back to look at me, flashing another smile as she did. Then she beckoned me to follow her, and put both her hands on her ass. Emilia ran her hands over her ample butt, digging her fingers into the skin and then flicking them aside, causing her ass to jiggle and ensuring my attention stayed on it. I got off the bed and followed, knowing full well that every beckon Emilia made was because she knew exactly what she wanted, and all I needed to do was follow her lead (Queen's orders and all that). While coming up to her from behind, I pulled my shirt off, and also dropped my pants the rest of the way to leave them behind.

Emilia stopped as she reached the nearby dresser. It was waist-high, with a large mirror on top of it, but also immediately to the right was a full-body mirror mounted to the wall. As I got closer, Emilia bent herself over at the waist, resting her elbows on the dresser. She then turned back to me, the look on her face saying all I needed to hear. I came right up behind her, and Emilia turned to look in the mirror to the right. I did as well, and then saw what she was really going for. The curve of her ass was even more pronounced in the profile view of the mirror next to us. Emilia wanted to see me shoving my face into it from that angle.

I got down on my knees behind her, and stared right at it. Emilia parted her legs slightly, giving me a nice tease of her pussy, but I had to bring my hands up to her asscheeks again to spread them enough to see what she wanted. I pushed my face forward and put it right back where it was, pushing out my tongue and putting it right against her asshole. As soon as it touched, Emilia swung one arm behind her and grabbed me on the top of the head.

"Mmm, oh yeah..." Emilia moaned as she gripped my head and pulled it into her ass as hard as she could.

I stared straight up, while Emilia watched me eat her ass from the reflection in the mirror. She smiled as I did it, overjoyed at the sight of me worshiping her in a brand new way. I licked lightly at first, but as Emilia moaned more she began to move more. Her hand gripped my head by the hair, and began to tip it up and down. My tongue worked in an exaggerated lick, following the motion. Then, as Emilia giggled and moaned again, she began to bend her knees. Her ass began to move, at first up and down just like my head was, but then side to side as Emilia waggled it back and forth.

I lifted my hand up between her thighs, and slid two fingers up inside her pussy. Emilia lowered her ass further, likely attempting to get just as much attention on her pussy as on her ass. The moans she let out at that point made it seem that it was working. My tongue kept licking, and after pumping my fingers into her pussy for a short while, I pulled them out and began to rub them up on her clit.

"Ohhhhhhhh yeah," Emilia cried out with a joyous grin on her face. Then her face shifted as she stared at me in the mirror. Her gleeful smile turned into a dazed o-face, and she began to orgasm. I felt her legs shake, making her ass shudder against my face, and she cried out several more times as she gripped the edge of the dresser to brace herself. She pushed and pulled herself off the dresser as she thrashed her way through her orgasm, and then finished with her head down on the dresser.

"Hehehe," Emilia giggled as she looked at my reflection again. Then she formed that cheeky grin again before saying, "Mmm, good boy. Always trying to please your queen."

I stood up, staying behind her and lining my still-hard cock up with her ass as she kept it stuck out. Emilia locked eyes on me, this time through the mirror in front of both of us. I gripped my cock, and began to raise it up, first going between her thighs, and then moving it up higher. Emilia lifted her head a bit and grinned as she felt the tip of my cock press against her asshole, but then she turned around.

"Probably not the best thing to try before walking the red carpet," she said as she put one hand on my chest, "Perhaps later."

"Yes, my queen," I said with a smirk. Emilia gave me a playful shove as she walked back to the bed, and I followed.

Emilia slid back onto the bed, first laying on her stomach as she turned and looked back at me. It was another tease of her perfect ass, and as I got on the bed to join her, she smoothly rolled onto her back. Emilia stretched out on the bed, parting her legs as I climbed on top of her, and grabbing a pillow to stuff under her head with both hands. She stayed that way, comfortable and ready, as I gripped my cock and slid it into her pussy. I began to slowly roll my hips forward into Emilia as she stared up at me, biting her lip with a grin as my cock filled her perfect pussy.
The fuck was slow, and with Emilia that was sometimes exactly how I liked it. She laid back, flashing her bright smile at me whenever we locked eyes, and the rest of the time pulling me in for a kiss, or to kiss her body. She kept her legs spread most of the time, laying back and keeping herself still. Some people would be disappointed by that, but with Emilia her face, and her expressions during, were enough of a turn-on that I didn't want her doing anything else. As I started to get closer, Emilia raised her legs and wrapped them around me.

"You want to cum inside my pussy?" Emilia asked with a knowing grin. I nodded, breathing heavily and unable to speak from how amazing she felt. Emilia nodded back, continuing, "Yeah? You want to fill me up and then watch me on tv knowing that I've got your cum in my pussy right then and there?"

I nodded again, thrusting faster and getting very close very fast. Emilia pulled me in for another kiss, and tightened her legs around my waist. My cock slipped into her so easily from how wet she was, and the sensation of it being Emilia, supplemented by the look on her face, pushed my over the edge in no time. As I started to cum, Emilia stared up at me with a gleeful grin on her face, keeping her legs tight around me to ensure that I came deep, deep inside her pussy. I did, barely thrusting at all as my cock dumped a thick load inside her pussy.

When I finally pulled out after my orgasm was finished, Emilia opened her mouth and had me slide my cock into it as she laid back. She wanted a final taste. Once she got it, she wanted something else, and pushed me back below to her pussy. I went down on her again, following specific instructions to only lick her clit to ensure she kept my cum in her pussy.

Emilia got two more orgasms like that before I was finished, and just after the 2nd was finished, she got a call and answered. It was her entire crew,.Hair and makeup people, stylists, the whole works arriving to primp her up for the awards. I was instructed to stay in the bedroom while they worked in the living room, which was a disappointment to me. One thing about the Lodge that I loved was the fact that I didn't need to hide what I was doing with anyone. Now I had to stay out of sight, Emilia's dirty little secret. Although, thinking of it that way made me feel better. Emilia didn't want it to get out that she had someone in her room eating her asshole and creampie-ing her pussy hours before the Emmy's. What a gossip headline that would've made.

I remained in the bedroom while Emilia took a quick shower, and then shut both sets of doors that opened into the bedroom. For a moment she returned to the bedroom wearing only a bathrobe, but she just gave me one final wink before she shut me in and then went to answer the door for her team.

And so, I waited. The sitting area of the hotel room filled up with multiple voices that I could hear through the door, but I stayed shut in the bedroom just as Emilia commanded. I turned on the tv and set it to mute to have something visually distract me, and then browsed on my phone to pass the time, only occasionally distracted by the sound of Emilia's voice on the other side of the door. After what felt like, and probably was, hours, I heard Emilia again.

"I need to grab one more thing and then ready to go!" Emilia called into the sitting room from the bathroom.

The first bathroom door closed behind her, blocking the view of the bedroom as she emerged from the second door. Emilia strutted into the room looking every bit the goddess she was. As she grinned at me, she raised her finger to her mouth for me to be quiet, and then raised both her hands as she spun around excitedly.

Emilia was made up perfectly. Makeup done with expertise, her hair was longer from extensions and combed back behind her shoulders, she was adorned with large jeweled earrings, and the dress...oh my that dress. I had to stop myself right then and there from running my hand all the way down that plunging neckline. There are literally pictures of the outfit so you can look them up, but suffice it to say that when one Emilia goes out the door and another done up, noticeably taller Emilia with longer hair comes back in, it's quite an experience.

"Now," Emilia said in a whisper, "You are to wait here until I return from the awards. Understood?"

That accent coming from that new look left me speechless, so I just nodded.

"Good," Emilia said. She then turned and snatched the key card she gave me to the room from on top of the dresser, and held it up with two fingers. "And no wandering. I don't want you...distracted."

Emilia grinned one last time, and then slipped the key card into the pocket of her dress (it had pockets! Which I've learned from women is the required announcement when a dress has pockets).

"Unfortunately I can't kiss you goodbye because I don't want to risk this makeup, so..."

After first thinking Emilia was going to just turn and leave, I was relieved she instead turned to the side and revealed the slit in her dress. One of her high heels lifted off the ground slightly as she moved her leg up, bending her knee and showing off her thigh slipping out of the dress. I got down on my knees again, and gratefully kissed several times up the side of her thigh. Emilia gave me one more teasing grin, and then blew me a kiss goodbye. With that she was out of the room and whisked away to the Emmy's.

The next few hours were rough, to say the least. After Emilia was gone and her team had cleared out, the room was entirely too quiet for my liking. When out of my comfort zone (the Lodge), I liked to have something to do to distract me, but thanks to Emilia's cruel jape of essentially locking me in the room I couldn't even go down to the bar for a drink. And with all the security in the hotel, and the fact that the room wasn't under my name, I couldn't ask hotel staff to help me out. I resigned myself to take a shower to kill some time and make sure I was fresh for whenever Emilia came back. When I emerged, I saw I had a text from Emilia:

"My makeup people said I was already glowing, so thank you for that. *grin emoji*"

That left me pleased as I finished up in the bathroom in search of something else to do. My other choice for entertainment was of course, the Emmy's themselves. Red carpet coverage started very early, so I was able to sit in the main room of the hotel and watch the entire thing. It allowed me to play my favorite game, grinning to myself when I catch a glimpse of someone I've fucked walking the red carpet. This awards show got a few hits: Kristen Bell, Jameela Jamil, Joey King, Maisie Williams and Sophie Turner (who earned a round of applause from me for looking absolutely perfect that night). I even made a mental note that Zendaya was looking very attractive these days, and maybe I should look into if anyone at the Lodge knew her...

I kept watching, but was mainly interested in catching another glimpse of Emilia, which I eventually did. Her red carpet interviews, every shot of her standing or posing or walking, she had this particular look in her eyes, or behind that smile of hers. Her whole demeanor definitely reminded me of the dirty little secret we now shared about what we had done before she started giving live interviews on national television. I didn't take all the credit for her happiness, but I like to think I helped.

The next few hours dragged on and on. Awards shows were less fun to watch by myself. Once in the past, the Lodge had a miniature watching party where a group got together to watch the Oscars, but it turned into an excuse for the girls to all get drunk while sashaying around the Lodge in pretty dresses and making jokes about who would get to win 'best actress' by having the best dirty-talk. But for this instance, it was just me watching the awards alone. Bummer.

Despite that, I held on patiently and waited for Emilia to return. When the awards finally ended, my excitement rose again. I was like a significant other waiting for someone to get home so I'd have someone to play with. I kept checking my phone, but there was nothing, so instead I just waited to hear the click of the locks as she came back.

That wasn't the sound I eventually heard. Instead of the door opening, I just heard a few quiet knocks on it. Quietly, I got up from the couch and went to the door to investigate, putting my eye to the peephole and looking into the hall. There stood Emilia, staring back into the peephole as if she knew I was there. I opened the door and pulled it open, allowing Emilia to quietly slip back into the room.

"You didn't wander, did you?" Emilia asked, eyebrows raised and her hands on her hips as she walked to the couch.

"How could I? You took the key. Which for some reason you didn't use to let yourself back in?" I raised an eyebrow back at Emilia, curious.

Emilia only shrugged as she continued into the sitting room and sat down on the couch. I followed and sat next to her, where she continued to say nothing, she just sat back with a heavy sigh and then turned her body to face me. One at a time as she adjusted her position, her legs raised up and stretched across my lap. My hands went for the slight bit of calves that I could touch, but Emilia redirected my attention by clicking her heels together twice.

"Wearing these all night, it's a punishment...," Emilia said.

I undid the ankle-straps on each one and then slid them off Emilia's feet. After setting them down in front of the couch, I caressed my hand up the side of Emilia's calf, once again enjoying the soft smoothness of her skin.

"I'm sorry you didn't win," I sincerely said as I looked at her.

Emilia nodded, looking a little solemn, but not devastated, "Thank you. I was too. But really it doesn't matter. Don't get me wrong, it would've been nice. A nice topper to my reign as the queen."

"You're still the queen to me," I said with a reassuring smile.

"I'll keep that in mind," Emilia said, smirking back.

As if to test me, Emilia raised one of her legs towards my face. I slid my hand under the heel of her foot to catch it, and then began to kiss along her calf down to the top of her foot. I almost went lower before Emilia laughed at the tickle and pulled her foot back. Then she sighed, and began readjusting herself on the couch.

"Hmm, so tired," Emilia began as she laid back on the couch, "Good thing I didn't wear myself out before, or I'd be dead right now."

She smirked at me as she said it, and then shifted her leg to have it slide out of the slit in her dress, "Unfortunately that means you'll have to do all the work again."

"I have no issue with that," I said as I slid down between Emilia's legs. "My queen."

Staying on the couch, I carefully began to push the skirt of her dress up over her thighs. The slit helped a lot, allowing me to mostly fold it up at first, and then bunch it up until it was high enough to reveal a pair of black panties Emilia had on underneath. I ran my fingers over the top of them, feeling the heat of her pussy through the thin fabric, and then quickly reached up under her dress and began to pull them down her hips. When the top strings began to pull down, turning them inside out, I saw on the inside that they were already stained with the outline of either Emilia's arousal or the cum I had originally dumped inside her.

"Hehe," Emilia bit her lip as she noticed as well, "You can plainly see what I was thinking about the entire show."

I slowly eased the panties down off her legs, pushing her thighs back to slide them off her feet before she laid her legs back down on either side of me. Rather than toss them aside, I quickly looped them around my wrist, bending them and doing it twice like a rubber band to ensure they wouldn't fall off. Emilia gave a tiny chuckle as I did it, and then laid her head on the arm of the couch to have a good angle to watch.

My tongue went to Emilia's pussy, and I began to lap at it with slow, even strokes of my tongue. Emilia put her hands behind her head to grab the back of the couch, and put both of her thighs on my shoulders to get comfortable on the couch. After my tongue coated her pussy, I moved it up and began to focus on her clit. Emilia's eyes closed as her mouth stayed open, breathing short gasping breaths as she focused on what she was feeling.

I brought my hands up to her thighs and gripped them around my head, feeling her soft skin press against me. As my tongue continued against her clit, occasionally I would feel Emilia twitch, and her thighs would quickly grasp my head a little harder. The focus of my tongue against her clit, and the consistent rhythm, was pushing Emilia very fast.

"Mmm, yeah, just, mmm, just like that..." Emilia moaned.

Emilia's hand raked through my hair again, just like she did earlier when I was eating her ass. Only this time, instead of moving my head up and down, she just played with my hair mindlessly. Her eyes weren't even open as she did it, she seemed to be in her own world.

"Ohhhh ohhhh ohhhh...." Emilia moaned out three times. Her hips began to move and I felt her legs tighten up against me all the more. As her fingers clenched my hair more tightly, I glanced up, and saw her other hand digging into the cushion of the couch above her head. Emilia twitched again, and then went from gripping my hair to putting her hand flat on my head, pushing it down into her. She was having an orgasm, and it was a longer, more drawn out one than before. The sensation went through her body and continued to cause her to twitch ever so slightly, and to moan quietly. She shook a little as it came to an end, and then lightly lifted my head off of her.

"Ohhh my god..." Emilia sighed out as she melted further into the couch. "I could feel that in my toes."

I tenderly kissed her inner thighs as I looked up at her. She had her eyes closed, her head still laid back on the pillow, and for a moment I was wondering if she was going to sleep, she looked that contented. Thankfully, she instead sat up and then swung her leg over my head. She stretched her legs out in front of her again, and then raised her arms up to stretch them as well. Nonchalantly, she stood up and waved me to follow her again.

"Bedroom," she said with an inviting sweetness to the word.

The two of us went back to the bedroom, with me switching off the living room lights on the way out, figuring we would have no more use for them. Emilia did a care-free walk to the bed, and then turned and stood right at the base of it. Those sultry eyes of hers locked on me as I followed. Her smile was gone, and she now had the expression on her face that was charged up, ready to give orders and take exactly what she wanted.

"Take off your clothes," she said as if it were a suggestion, but with a seductive hush to it.

I did as she asked, stripping in front of her down to nothing. Emilia watched, scanning my body up and down with every move I made. I wasn't overly hard before, but the way her fiery eyes were watching me, going over my chest and my arms and watching me slide my pants off, it was such a turn on that by the time I was down to nothing my cock had shot straight up. Emilia's mouth opened a little, almost by reflex, and then closed it after a tiny bite of her lip.

Without a word, she reached up to the tiny strips of clothes that made up the chest of her dress. The plunging neckline and the entire exposure of her shoulders was the prominent feature of her dress, but in two quick motions Emilia pushed both sides of it down and off each shoulder. As they dropped, Emilia stared up at me with her now exposed tits, and then beckoned me closer.

I stepped forward, and Emilia wrapped both her arms around my shoulders as she pulled me in for an intense kiss. She let out an aroused noise into my mouth as we kissed, and Emilia's hands slid over my back and up to my shoulders. My own hands had gone down to her now completely exposed stomach and waist, feeling up them slowly until one of my hands was almost to her tits.

Emilia breathed out sharply as our lips broke apart and I began to kiss down her neck and onto her exposed decolletage. Before I could get to them myself, Emilia reached up with one hand, raking her fingers through my hair again, and then pushed her chest out to effectively shove her tits into my face. I began to kiss and lick each one as Emilia arched her chest forward and leaned her head back, loving the attention as she let out another charged up breath of arousal.

Her hands went down to my hips, and I stepped forward as she pulled me back with her. As Emilia gracefully sat down on the edge of the bed, she positioned me right where she wanted me, directly in front of her. Without a word, she turned her eyes up to me, and began to pull me towards her at the same time she slid her mouth forward.

My cock slid between Emilia's lips and into her mouth. With one motion, she moved down it until it filled her mouth. There was a barely noticeable pause, and Emilia went down further, pushing my cock against her throat until she allowed it to give. My cock went straight down her throat until Emilia's lips were pressed against the base of my cock. She pulled away once, allowing my cock to fall out of her mouth with a forceful pop from her lips, and then she went right back down on it just as low again.

I began to moan as Emilia began to furiously throatfuck my cock, keeping her hands gripped around my hips, nails digging into my skin. Her eyes stayed focused on me, watching my reaction as she took my cock down her throat with an ease that few of the girls at the Lodge had. She'd go down, stare up at me, and then slide away again, turning her eyes back to my cock like each time it went down her throat made her hunger for it all the more.

She did it again with a particularly fierce commitment, holding my hips for leverage and then pumping herself back and forth. It pushed my cock in and out of her throat with rapid movements, and I groaned loudly, taken off-guard. I pulled back, afraid that even 2 more seconds of that would make me cum. Emilia stayed right where she was, still eyeing me with the same hunger.

That was when I got it. Emilia was taking out her frustrations on herself. Maybe she was going harder than usual because she was more upset about losing than she let on. Maybe she wanted a different kind of distraction. Or, maybe she wanted to feel like she was the absolute best at something after all. I hoped I was wrong, I didn't want Emilia feeling bad in any way, no matter how good it made her deepthroat my cock.

I leaned down and kissed Emilia on the mouth again, and she reciprocated with a fresh smile on her face. She began to pull me back, threatening to pull me off balance and fall onto the bed, but then she held me in place. Our eyes locked as we broke the kiss, and the corners of her mouth turned up in another smile.

"I suppose I did say we could try it later..." Emilia said with a smirk.

At first I didn't know what she meant, but as we started kissing again, Emilia adjusted herself on the bed. Still facing me, she moved onto her knees on the bed, and then crawled backwards a bit, pushing her ass up into the air. I quickly got onto the bed behind her, and ran my hands up her legs to push the skirt of her dress up and over her plump ass. Emilia reached back to help, and then grabbed her ass with one hand.

"My pussy is so wet, start there..." Emilia said as she lowered her head down and gripped the comforter of the bed below her.

Emilia's suggestion was very astute, as I could see her pussy below me, and it already looked wet with the previous coating of my tongue, and Emilia's own arousal. I gripped the tip of my cock and then pressed it to her pussy. There was no initial shove of force needed, as Emilia was indeed so wet that her pussy instantly gave way when my cock began to move forward. Emilia gave a high-pitched moan as my cock slid into her.
"Ohh god," Emilia moaned as she felt it.

My cock went inside her so easily that it was a wonder her pussy wasn't already dripping all over the bed. I pushed it in deep, feeling how hot and soaked it was, and also causing Emilia to push herself up. Her shoulders raised off the bed as she came up on all fours, and then her head turned back to stare at me. We made eye contact as Emilia's mouth dropped open, and then she moved forward slightly before immediately pushing her ass back into my cock. Emilia's eyes widened a bit more as she did all the work of fucking her pussy doggy-style several times, and then she stopped.

"Put it in..." Emilia said as she froze right where she was.

I pulled my cock from her pussy, noting that it was absolutely coated in wet from her pussy, and then moved it up higher. Emilia dropped her head down between her shoulders and waited. For a few seconds I just stared at Emilia's asshole with the tip of my cock about to touch it. Then I moved forward, pressing the tip of my cock against it but not yet shoving forward. Emilia moved her head up a bit on the initial contact, and I gripped my cock just below the tip. Then I began to push forward.

I forced the tip of my cock into Emilia's asshole, holding it in place with my hand to make sure it didn't slip out. Emilia's head shot back up as the muscles in her back flexed, and she let out a hard gasp. She turned her head around, whipping her temporarily longer hair to the side as she looked back at me.

"Keep going..." Emilia said as her mouth hung open, enabling her to continue breathing as heavily as she already was.

I hooked one hand under Emilia's waist, and pulled her in as I shoved my cock in deeper. Emilia let out a deep, guttural groan as my cock slid further inside her ass, past the tip and partway down the shaft. Even with all the lubrication from her pussy, it took a hard push. Emilia reached underneath herself, clasping her hand over mine, and then her back arched as she winced a bit.

"Is that ok?" I asked, myself breathing heavier as well just from the intensity of the moment.

"Yeah keep going..." Emilia spat out again, ready for more.

I took my hand off my cock, which was deep enough that I wasn't worried about it slipping out anymore. I put that other hand on Emilia's hip, and pulled her towards me as I pushed my hips forward a little more. My cock slid in deeper, almost all the way now, and Emilia moved with a sudden jolt.

At first I thought she was trying to pull away, but the way I felt her muscles clench, I realized she was trying to sit up. I held her by the waist and helped her move up, which caused her a let out a sharp wince as it changed the position her hips were in, and thus my cock in her ass. She raised herself all the way up, until she was on her knees, but with her back flat against me. We were now in the exact same position, connected directly by my cock.

I wrapped my arms around her from behind, with one going around her stomach and the other around her shoulders. Emilia moaned and reached back with one hand before turning her head to meet mine. We didn't even kiss, as Emilia's breath was wavering so quickly I didn't think she would want to close her mouth.

"Go very, very slowly..." Emilia said almost directly into my mouth.

I pushed my hips forward with a slow but direct push, feeling my cock slide into Emilia's ass a little further. She moaned again, and her hips reflexively pushed forward along with my own, until I lowered my arm from her stomach to around her hips to prevent her moving too much.

"Ohhh my god..." Emilia said, the words sounding like a general statement rather than an exclamation of pleasure.

For a moment I thought that she must have been hating this, but then Emilia reached down with one hand. Her fingers snaked over her stomach, and then over my arm holding her hips in place, before it went to her pussy. I was moving slowly enough that I could look over Emilia's shoulder and see that she was slowly fingering herself, and then rubbing her clit with her now slick fingertips.

I continued to slowly fuck her ass, while Emilia's fingers worked on her pussy below us. My top arm reached down, continuing to support her weight and keep her in position, but also allowing me a chance to caress one of Emilia's breasts and lightly play with her nipple. Emilia's noises began to turn back into moans as she played with her pussy, with the volume raising every time I started a new thrust back into her asshole.

"How does it feel?" Emilia asked as she turned her head back to see me.

"It feels really fucking good," I said as I slowly worked my cock into her asshole. It was so tight I felt like every thrust could've been the last. But it wasn't. I continued to ride the wave of how amazing it felt to fuck Emilia's ass, while Emilia got louder as she played with her pussy.

"Good," was all Emilia said at first. Then, she added quickly, "As much as you want." With how tight it was, and how good it felt, I got a sudden surge of glee from knowing that Emilia wanted me to finish in her asshole. After saying it, she switched hands, bringing the other down to her pussy and the other back up. She turned to look at me again, and then reached her fingers up to my mouth. I eagerly let her slide them into my mouth as I sucked the taste of Emilia's pussy off of them one at a time.

"Oh my god," Emilia suddenly exclaimed. Her back pressed against my chest harder as I felt her breathing suddenly increase. "Oh my god oh my god oh oh oh oh...."

I had to hold her hips tighter as she began to squirm a little bit. It made the thrusts into her ass less controlled, but Emilia didn't seem to care. I was glad for that, because I began to thrust faster into her ass without realizing it, and it began to raise the pleasure I was getting from it substantially.

"Ohhhhhhh....yes yes yes yes yes....ohhhhhhh.....ahhhh.....yes!" Emilia cried out as her hand frantically rubbed her pussy with enough speed for me to hear the wet slippy sounds of her fingers on her clit. "I'm about to!..."

Emilia sucked in a deep breath, and then cried out that breathy, dramatic moan she always did as she began to orgasm. Turns out that was it. Emilia's orgasmic cries, doubled with the sound of her own arousal, and the feeling of her asshole tightening around my cock even more, instantly pushed me over the edge. I began to cum inside her ass, stopping my thrusts. Emilia's orgasm was causing her hips to make tiny, spastic movements, and that was enough to squeeze my entire orgasm out of my cock.

Emilia cried out as she came, and I groaned hard as she gripped my cock tighter than I'd ever felt. She put one hand in front of her as the other kept at her pussy, and then she began to lean down. I went with her as my orgasm continued. At first we bent down at the waist, but then Emilia began to slowly lay down flat on the bed, and I followed with that position as well. Her dressed flipped down in front, and Emilia's midsection laid on a spilled out pile of skirt as she hit the bed.

"Ohhhh my god..." Emilia barely eked the words out of her mouth before they turned into a moan. Her hand was sandwiched between her body and the bed, but her fingers were still able to play with her clit. I was on top of her, effectively pinning her entire body down into the bed, or literally if you counted the way my cock was in her ass.

Our orgasms subsided, and Emilia pulled her hand out from underneath herself and then put them both on the bed above her. We were both panting, and I put both my hands on top of hers as I stayed on top of her. Emilia turned and saw her panties still wrapped around my list, and gave an exasperated giggle as she moved her mouth down and wrenched them off with her teeth. My cock still felt rock hard even after cumming, like her ass wouldn't let it subside. I leaned my head down as Emilia turned her's to the side, and we exchanged a few half-dead kisses while we tried to catch our breath.

Then I heard a sound from elsewhere in the room. A clicking? A latching? That didn't make sense. Then I heard the swing and the heavy sound of the door to the hotel room closing from the sitting room. Emilia began to laugh underneath me.

"Oh my god, perfect timing..." Emilia flopped her head down and grinned to herself.

"What?" was all I could think to ask.

There was no noise, and at first nothing else to see. The only lights on in the hotel room were in the bedroom. The open door to the bedroom saw into the sitting room, but it was too dark to really see anything. But then I squinted my eyes, and saw two shapes moving through the dimly lit room towards the bedroom. One tall. One short.

Sophie Turner and Maisie Williams crossed through the doorway into the bedroom. Both of them were still in their Emmy's gowns, and both were carrying their heels in their hands. Sophie's light-pink dress shone even in the dim light of the room, while Maisie's black number made her look all the more intense as they stared. Seriously, look up some pics of what they were wearing that night, and then imagine they just walked into your room. Oof.

"Ho-ly fuck what did we miss?" Sophie said as she thoughtlessly dropped her heels onto the floor as she looked at Emilia pinned underneath my body.

Maisie moved a little closer, eyeing the position of my hips. Sophie came even closer.

"I think we missed a lot," Maisie said, raising her eyebrows at the picture she was beginning to piece together.

"So this is why you had to knock," I said with a smirk as I looked down at Emilia.

"Oh-my-god," Sophie interrupted with bombastic exaggeration, "Is your cock in her ass right now?"

Emilia laughed beneath me, and then sighed. I pushed myself up and off her, getting on my knees. It gave a direct view to Maisie and Sophie of where my cock was, and both stared as I slowly slid it out of Emilia's asshole, causing her to give a hard twitch into the bed when it finally pulled out entirely.

Without a word of warning, Sophie crawled onto the bed and leaned her head down, putting out her tongue and coming right at my cock. My eyes went wide as she immediately caught the tip with her tongue, and then put her lips around it.

"Sophie!" Maisie yelled with a shocked amusement.

"What? I don't give a fuck," Sophie said as she pulled away, only to go right back down again. The fact that my cock had just been pulled out of Emilia's asshole didn't seem to bother her in the slightest.

"Ugh, you slut," Maisie said, only half-kidding.

Emilia grinned and giggled to herself while she and Maisie watched Sophie bob her head up and down on my cock. Sophie's hair was pinned back behind her shoulders, but still hanging down, and as soon as one lock fell down into her face I quickly brushed it back. My eyes didn't move from her the entire time. Sophie looked so immaculate in her dress, with her makeup perfectly done and her hair arranged just so, that it made watching her go down on my cock all the hotter. Emilia even got into it, turning towards us and gripping my cock with one hand and the back of Sophie's head with the other. She pumped Sophie's head deeper onto my cock a few times, and then giggled to herself as she turned away.

There was a momentary pause as Sophie stopped and stood back up, and Emilia got off the bed as well. Sophie stepped aside to smooth her dress back out and then fix her hair, while Maisie walked over to me with a distinctly non-Maisie walk that brandished the outfit she was wearing. My arms went out as she closed in on me and then pressed herself into me. I leaned down as she turned her head up and we began to kiss. Sophie finished primping herself again and then came to join us, and I moved one arm out to let her in and form a triangle with Maisie and I.

The three of us began to giddily kiss, while each of my hands went to each of their asses. Sophie's ass I could lightly caress, as her dress was tight enough to frame it nicely, while Maisie's called for a more direct grab through the frilly skirt. Meanwhile, Emilia crossed the room behind us, undoing her dress and finally letting it slip off her body. As Sophie and Maisie began to kiss my neck and chest eagerly, Emilia and I made eye contact with a grin as she delicately put the dress on a hanger and then put it back in the closet.

"I'm very glad you two could make it," I said as I tried to get Maisie and or Sophie's attention.

"Husband's out of town..." Sophie said as her neutral-pink lips kissed along my neck.

"Told boyfriend I wanted time with Sophie..." Maisie said as she did the same along my chest.

I pulled them each back to my lips one at a time, kissing each one in turn as I got more grabby with their asses. Sophie kissed particularly hard, biting my lip a little before she pulled away. Her hair and makeup and the exquisite sparkly necklace she wore made her devilish grin all the more arousing. She reached down, and shifted her dress in such a way that she could bend down, and then went to her knees. Maisie did the same thing, fluffing her skirt out of the way so she didn't kneel down on top of it.

Sophie opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue, waiting for my cock to be given to her again. I did just that, and as soon as the tip touched her tongue, Sophie slid her mouth forward and began to take my cock with slow, deep movements of her mouth. She did several motions of it back and forth, and then pulled away as Maisie leaned in. Maisie's movements were much faster, more eager, taking shallow movements down my cock as she tightly sucked it up.

The two of them did that back and forth for several turns, until Sophie broke the routine and pushed herself all the way down my cock, pushing it into her throat. Once my cock pushed past her throat barrier and slid all the way down, Sophie turned her eyes to look at me, and then flitted her done up eyelashes as if to flirt further. The diamond necklace glittered around her neck in the light, making Sophie look like the world's classiest, most well-adorned prostitute. When it was Maisie's turn, she did the same, exhaling to prepare herself, and then taking another deep breath before she slid down. My cock entered Maisie's throat as she fought it a bit. Maisie wasn't as good at it as Sophie, but god bless her she always tried.

Emilia soon returned, and pulled me back with her onto the bed, "These two have been wearing these dresses for far too long. I say no more for them until they lose them."

"I can't do anything else in this dress anyway," Sophie said with a shrug.

Emilia put me onto my back on the bed, but turned in such a way that I could still see Maisie and Sophie at the foot of it. I didn't object as she climbed on top of me, facing away from me so she could see the duo as well. Then, she planted one knee on either side of my hips, and slid her wonderfully plump ass down, grabbing my cock and steering it into her pussy. Emilia began to reverse cowgirl my cock very slowly, pitching her ass back and forth to work my cock in her pussy. Maisie and Sophie watched it start as they rose off the floor, before they turned toward each other.

"Hey," Maisie said quietly.

"Missed you," Sophie said quietly.

Maisie went up onto her toes as she and Sophie began to kiss. Maisie, just like I had, put her arms around Sophie and began to feel her ass through her dress. Sophie went down the front of Maisie's dress, getting a feel of her perky tits before she went down to Maisie's hips and onto her ass. The pair's kisses were always intense, always happy to see each other and enthusiastic to get the taste of the other's lips on their own. I think it may have been more so that night from seeing each other all made up.

Emilia and I watched them while Emilia continued to slowly ride my cock. I put one of my hands on her ass, both to grip it and to make sure she kept the rhythm by not getting too excited and beginning to ride faster. Maisie and Sophie continued kissing until their hands began to get more explicit with their movements. Maisie slipped one inside the slit of Sophie's dress to feel the inside of her thigh, and Sophie began to pull at the shoulder straps of Maisie's to hopefully free her tits. Even though they slid down her shoulders, the chest of the dress wouldn't budge from its tight fit.

"Ok how do you get this fucking thing off?" Sophie said with frustration as she felt around the back of Maisie's dress.

Maisie laughed and then turned around to show Sophie the back of her dress, "Unhook in the back."

Sophie found what Maisie gestured to, and began to unhook the back of the dress. 3 hooks that went partway down Maisie's back were undone, and then Sophie reached up and quickly pulled the straps down the rest of the way. What might've been a long, drawn out tease was shunned by Sophie, who continued to pull the dress with one continuous pull. Maisie shimmied her body a little to help, helping to wrench the dress from her chest and stomach until it slid past her waist and ended up as a pile of flouncy skirts on the floor.

Maisie's wonderfully fit body came into view, with only a black pair of boyshort panties left on her. Sophie immediately took advantage, coming at Maisie and groping Maisie's chest and stomach before they pulled into each other to begin kissing again. That hug seemed to be a ploy by Sophie, who reached back and quickly slid Maisie's panties off as well.

"Your turn," Maisie said between kisses.

Sophie turned and pulled her hair off of her back, revealing a zipper with a silvery bauble hanging at the end of it. Maisie pulled it down, and then Sophie spun back around.

"And then here..." Sophie said as she pointed to the belt that had cinched her dress together at the waist.

Maisie undid the belt, and the waist on Sophie's dress loosened enough for the two of them to slide it down together. Sophie's taller, lithe body came into view nicely, with the added bonus being the revelation that she was wearing absolutely nothing under the dress. Emilia let out an ooo of approval as she continued to work her pussy up and down on my cock, and Maisie and Sophie came together again. Their now nude frames wrapped around each other and began to make out a little harder, before they sat down on the bed right in front of Emilia and I.

Emilia sat upright in my lap, putting my cock entirely inside herself as she stopped her motions, and then cleared her throat to get Maisie and Sophie's attention. After another kiss, both of them turned to Emilia and moved on their knees right in front of her. Sophie went in first, giving Emilia a deep kiss with both her hands on Emilia's face. Maisie followed, leaning in and putting both hands on Emilia's hips as she kissed her several times.

"Thank you," Emilia said. "Carry on."

Maisie and Sophie came at each other again, beginning to make out and feel each other up as they half crawled and half rolled further onto the bed. They ended up right next to us with Maisie on top of Sophie, prompting Emilia to pull herself off my cock and then turn around to put herself right back on top of it. Maisie and Sophie began to kiss more explicitly, with Maisie leaning upward so Sophie's mouth could get to her tits, and then Maisie's hand reaching down to touch Sophie's pussy.

Things escalated quickly from there. Emilia began to ride harder as we watched the pair next to us. Maisie and Sophie pawed and kissed each other's bodies for a short while, and then Maisie quickly flipped around the other direction. The two launched into an intense 69 that had Sophie's head craned up to shove her face into Maisie's pussy while Maisie had her head down and sandwiched between Sophie's thighs. Emilia and I glanced at each other and giggled, mentally reminiscing of us doing the same thing earlier in the day.

As she kept riding, Emilia reached over onto Maisie's ass, and then slid her finger down until she found Maisie's opening. I heard a muffled cry from Maisie between Sophie's legs, and from where I was laying I could see Emilia dipping her middle finger into Maisie's pussy as Sophie continued to lick it. Emilia slowly pushed it in and out with a pulsing motion as Sophie watched underneath with a grin in her eyes. It took me a moment to realize that Emilia was timing the motion of her finger with her own hips, sliding it into Maisie at the same pace she was working my cock up and down.
Maisie's head lifted up from between Sophie's legs, and she made an unfiltered, fully audible moan. Emilia grinned and kept going, and Sophie raised and clapped her hands onto Maisie's ass as she kept licking.

"Ohhh I think she wants it bad," Emilia said as she rubbed her finger along Maisie's pussy.

"Yeah she does," Sophie added from between Maisie's legs.

Maisie moaned again, and then there was a sudden fourway shuffle on the bed. Sophie pushed Maisie off the top of her as she slid out from underneath, Maisie slid forward on the bed, Emilia climbed off me, and I got up to go at Maisie. At first she was laying on her stomach, so I thought I could get Maisie prone, but right as I got there she rolled onto her side and brought one of her legs to her chest. It gave me a good opening to see her pussy, and I quickly shoved it in while Maisie grabbed her leg and lifted it up higher.

The curve of Maisie's ass and her thigh as she lifted them forward gave a nice handhold for me as I braced myself and began to thrust into her pussy. Maisie began to let out a series of short, high-pitched moans as my cock felt the inside of her soaking wet pussy. The look she gave me with her eyes almost glossed over and staring back at me, told me she'd been thinking about cock the entire night.

Maisie took it hard in that position for a little while, until she rolled her hips to the side by lifting her raised leg. She ended up on her back, with one leg braced against her chest and her foot pointed into the air. One of her hands grabbed that leg behind her knee and held it up, while the other hand's fingers went straight to her clit. Maisie began to rub her pussy vigorously as I continued to thrust, going even harder.

Sophie suddenly appeared next to her, smirking as she reached down and moved Maisie's hand out of the way so she could rub her clit herself. Maisie locked eyes with Sophie as her mouth hung open in that fixed "oh my god" expression she had when she was close. As my cock slid into her tight pussy again and again, Sophie's fingers became a blur on Maisie's clit.

"Fuck! Oh fuck oh fuck oh my god..." Maisie cried out as she stared at Sophie. Her body began to rock back and forth almost as if she were trying to thrust towards me at the same time I was going into her. Her head tipped back, and then fell forward as her mouth dropped open wider and she let out loud, harsh moans as she started to cum.

Maisie squirmed and thrashed around throughout her orgasm, much to the delight of Sophie. Before Maisie was finished, Sophie leaned in and kissed her lips while continuing to work her fingers on Maisie's clit. When Maisie began to quiet down, Sophie raised her now slick fingers and put them between both of their mouths. Just like she always did, Sophie stuck a finger in each direction, and the two of them sucked one clean each.

That wasn't enough for Maisie however, and she quickly spun around to let herself lean down for my cock again. Her lips locked onto it as she urgently bobbed her mouth up and down to take it. Right as I was getting into it I felt a hand on my chest. Sophie was pushing me back. I went from up on my knees to sitting down, and Sophie took advantage by placing herself directly in my lap, planting a foot on either side of me and then crawling on top.

Sophie gripped my cock and slid it into herself as she got into position. It was perfect. She moaned as she slowly came down, putting my cock all the way inside her pussy just as a setup. As I sat there, Sophie sat in my lap and wrapped her legs around me, and I crossed my legs under myself as well. It gave us a very nice balance with each other's weight, and as Sophie put her arms on my shoulders I reached around to grab her ass. Then Sophie began to rock herself up and down, and I immediately started helping, pulling her up by the ass and then letting her drop back down onto my cock.

"Ohhh fuck that's it..." Sophie moaned happily as she began to bounce up and down on my cock. "What is it about wearing a dress all night that makes me want cock all the harder?"

Noone answered the rhetorical question. I was too busy helping Sophie work herself on my cock faster. Behind us, against the headboard of the bed, Maisie and Emilia had made themselves comfortable. I could only turn my head and catch glimpses of feet and legs behind me, but I heard a great deal of giggling and a couple moans.

Sophie continued to bounce up and down on my cock, moaning with great heaves of breath. Her head leaned back as she closed her eyes and moaned again wildly, gripping my shoulders to help herself go up and down. When she bounced back forward and put her head back in place, her eyes locked on mine, and she gave me that grinning, half-open mouth expression she gave. Then instead of bouncing on my cock she began to grind herself into it.

The sight was incredible to say the least. Sophie slid her hips forward and back, taking every inch of my cock deep inside her pussy as she rubbed her clit against me with the same motion. She kept her eyes fixed on me, with her face still perfectly done up and ready for the red carpet, and draped around her neck were who knows how many thousands of dollars worth of diamonds sparkling with each motion.

Sophie went slow at first, and then as I saw her eyes widen she began to go faster. Long, drawn out motions to go all the way back until my cock almost fell out of her pussy were replaced with her quickly grinding her clit against me as she got closer and closer. I felt her legs tighten around me, as well as her arms, and I did the same with my grip on her ass, making sure she wouldn't lose the motion. When she came, it was with a series of shaking, twitching motions that rubbed her body against mine even more. Sophie's eyes rolled up into her head as she shook and moaned out every bit of breath in her lungs.

The two of us fell back in a huff, with Sophie pulling her legs out to land on top of me with my cock still inside her. It was then that I could see what Maisie and Emilia were doing. Emilia had climbed on top of little Maisie, all but covering her entire petite body with her own thicker one. Maisie had her legs spread, and the two were making out very passionately as Emilia pushed her waist between Maisie's legs. Who knows if it was actually doing anything to either of them, but either way it was hot to watch.

I got up again and then got behind Emilia. Once again, her thick ass stared up at me, and I was tempted by it again, but then I looked down. Emilia's legs were spread slightly, and I saw that Maisie had her hand on Emilia's pussy. She was already rubbing it, her fingertips slippery from how soaked Emilia still was, and when I saw her split her fingers to open Emilia's lips a bit, I took it as an invitation. I got on top of Emilia, effectively sandwiching her between myself and Maisie, and then shoved my cock back into her pussy. I was bent over her, holding onto the headboard of the bed for leverage, and began to thrust down into her pussy as hard and as fast as I could.

Emilia moaned down at Maisie, who looked up with glee as Emilia's body was pressed down into her. Maisie quickly made herself useful, licking Emilia's nipples and grabbing her tits with both hands. I continued to thrust down into Emilia, ramming my hips into her ass while my cock slid into her pussy. Then suddenly without warning, I felt an extra weight on my back. Sophie had practically climbed on top of me, wrapping herself over my back with a raucous laugh. My arms and back flexed as I struggled not to just flop down on top of Emilia entirely, but Sophie didn't weigh enough to make that difficult.

I felt Sophie playfully thrusting into my lower back, joining in the pile in whatever way she could. She only did it a few times before I felt her lean down and began kissing me on the back of my neck, tickling me with the cold diamonds wrapped around her own neck. When she was finished, she climbed off, and then dismantled the rest of the pile by pulling us up one at a time. It took a lot of effort for me to be pulled out of Emilia's pussy, but I figured Sophie's idea would be worth it.

It was. Her goal was simple, but brilliant. Get me to lay back while all three of them shared my cock between them. Emilia in the middle, with Maisie and Sophie on the sides. All three of their mouths went to work. They began by taking turns sucking it a few times each, with Emilia going slow and deep, Maisie going fast and shallow, and Sophie running her tip up the shaft and then swirling it around the tip.

Then they coordinated as a group. All three tongues came out and began to lick my cock from the bottom up to the tip. From there, Emilia took the lead, sucking the tip in a way that made my hands clench the sheets below me, while Maisie and Sophie's lips slurped up and down the shaft. I moaned louder, and Emilia's wonderfully expressive eyebrows told me to cum whenever I felt like it. Emilia took her mouth off my cock, and each of the girls got a hand on my shaft in some capacity, whether that was their whole hand or just their thumb and fore finger, it was hard to tell. All together, the trio stroked my cock as their tongues slathered over the tip of my cock. As all three of their eyes stared up at me, that was it.

I started to cum a powerfully built-up orgasm, shooting the first spurt hard enough that it likely would've went up and onto someone's hair if Emilia's tongue hadn't been over the top of it at the time. All three kept licking as my cock began pouring out cum, and soon it was either dripping down off their tongues, or they were instantly licking it to slide down onto their hands. I moaned and watched as they are thirstily stared and tried to get some, but no one of them broke from the group to greedily steal.

It was Emilia who finally went first, running her tongue over her and Sophie's hands and taking a long strand into her mouth. Sophie did the same on the other side, while Maisie pulled her hand back and licked it from between her fingers. There was a threeway kiss that turned into a threeway sharefest, with tongues intensely licking each other, and fingers being sucked clean, but oddly enough, no licking of the faces, which all three seemed to avoid getting any cum on in the first place.

To my dismay, I soon found out why.

"Shit, we should hurry," Maisie said as she popped up off the bed.

"What?" I asked, confused and literally drained.

"Uhh, so, we all have to actually make an appearance at the afterparty," Emilia said, giving me sad eyes to soften the blow.

"...Seriously?" I said as my eyes squared on the nude trio before me.

"Yes, sorry love," Emilia said as she leaned forward and kissed me once more.

"I'm also supposed to give these back," Sophie said as she tapped her fingers on the diamond necklace around her neck.

"And we have to stop at our room first," Maisie added. "I need to change my shoes."

"And I have a whole other outfit," Sophie laughed.

I sank into the bed with disappointment as I watched the trio get dressed. As hard as that last orgasm was, I felt like I was just getting started, and now there was a literal hard stop. The three of them refitting themselves back into their dresses was like someone pulling the curtain in the middle of a performance, especially when Emilia stepped back into her dress, hiding her ass from my gaze.

I stood up as the group were assisting each other with a few final details. Maisie was about to tighten the belt on Sophie's dress when Sophie told her not to bother as they'll be changing anyway. Then she helped Maisie fit the straps of her dress properly into place before she reconnected the hooks along her back. Those two gave me a quick kiss goodbye before they scurried off to the hotel room they were sharing, and I followed Emilia to the living room where she put her enormous heels back on.

"I'll just make an appearance," Emilia said with a wink, sticking her leg out to plant the heel on the coffee table, allowing her to reach down and fasten the strap of the heel back into place around her ankle.

With that and a quick kiss goodbye, Emilia disappeared once again. I was left alone in the hotel room, only this time it was the dead of night, and all was dark outside. Now I truly had nothing to do. I ended up partaking in the most common of sexless hotel room pastimes, that of late night TV. As expected, it was terrible.

When Emilia finally returned several hours later, she was in a much more giggly mood, which I soon realized was due to her partaking in several rounds of champagne at the after party. She was also much more exhausted, having also partaking in dancing at the party in her gargantuan heels.

After she came back into the room, Emilia all but fell out of her dress and everything else she was wearing. Her heels were pulled off with little care given. The two of us took the dress off her with barely a word exchanged. Emilia then began to walk nude to the bathroom with me following close behind. As soon as she entered the lavish bathroom space, Emilia turned on the shower, and then turned to look at herself in the sizable mirror.

Emilia stood and put both hands on the sink, looking at herself in the mirror. For a moment I stayed back, but when Emilia bent forward slightly, pushing her ass out, I couldn't any longer. I went up behind her, wrapped my arms around her waist, and began to kiss up her back. Emilia let out a sigh of contentment as she gave a tiny smile into the mirror. As I kept kissing and began to slide my hands all over her body, Emilia nonchalantly removed the last bits of her exquisite look from the night. She removed her jewelry one piece at a time, and then set it down on the sink next to her.

There were no words spoken between us as Emilia turned around, grabbed my wrist, and then pulled me along with her into the roomy, glass-walled shower. She stepped into the steamy water first, wetting herself down and closing her eyes as the water cascaded down her thick body.

"I miss the Lodge shower," Emilia finally said. "I'd love to sit down. My legs are so tired..."

The shower in the Lodge's master bedroom did have one thing the luxurious hotel bathroom didn't, in the form of granite seats on either side of the shower, which came very much in handy when girls wanted to either join their friends in the shower to hang out, or to ride my cock while I sat there. But, since that wasn't an option, I found something else to partake in.

I scanned along the shelf of the shower holding all the various soaps and whatnot, and grabbed one. After squirting some into my hands, I knelt down, and began to knead the muscles of Emilia's legs with slick, soapy hands.

"Uuuugh, that feels nice..." Emilia said with an almost exasperated sigh.

Kneeling behind her, I continued to massage her legs, starting at her calves, which would have been more sore from wearing her heels. I went up to her thighs, then back down to her calves again. Then, when Emilia lifted a foot up, I washed and massaged it like a dutiful servant, earning a very pleased smile from Emilia as she turned her head to look back at me. And the entire time Emilia's ass was right in my face.

My staring at her ass was interrupted as a long stream of suds flowed over it, taking me by surprised. I looked up at Emilia, who was looking back at me with a soapy washcloth in her hand.

"Stay there," she said with a smirk as she looked down at me kneeling.

Emilia proceeded to wash herself as I watched. She turned around and soaped up her tits, rubbing across her chest and leaving them covered in suds as she continued. She reached back, allowing suds to fall down her back before she moved her hands down lower. When she turned around again, her ass was covered in the same sudsy layer as her chest. She could tell how much this was driving me crazy. She was definitely drawing something out. Teasing me to wait.

When she was finished, she took the shower head and rinsed off every inch of her body, leaving herself wet and shiny in the warm light of the bathroom. She put the shower head back in place, and then looked down at me, twirling her now wet hair in her hand.

"Now," Emilia lowered her hand and beckoned me forward. I scooted closer to her, putting my face closer to her pussy, like I thought she wanted. Then, at the last possible second, Emilia turned around. Her ass was right in front of my face again.

"Go ahead," Emilia said from above.

I didn't need to be told twice. Both my hands went to Emilia's wet, slippery ass, and as soon as I had parted it enough to see, my tongue went to her asshole. Emilia moaned as I began licking, my hands holding her ass in place as I shoved my face forward into it. I heard an echoing *tung* and glanced up to see that Emilia put both her hands on the glass of the shower to brace herself.

My own hands I moved, wrapping them around Emilia's thighs from behind and bringing them to her pussy. It was easy to begin playing with her clit as she was still just slick enough from the shower, so I began to do that in tune with how my tongue was moving. Emilia moaned with joy as the shower sprayed down her back and flowed right to where my tongue was licking.

After a bit, Emilia began to reach for something on the shelf. She quickly snatched an amber-colored bottle off the shelf, and then handed it down to me. I took one hand off Emilia's pussy and grabbed it, reading the label quickly. It was coconut oil.

"Use it..." Emilia breathed out like a moan.

I took the bottle, quickly squirted some into my hands, and then stroked it all over my cock to lube it up. Then, as I stood up, Emilia turned and looked back at me. Both her hands were up against the wall of the shower, as was her body. Emilia said nothing else, she just pushed her ass out slightly. That was all I needed, and my now oiled cock slid straight into her asshole as Emilia was pushed even harder against the glass wall of the shower. From the mirror in front of us I could see, even with the room steaming up, Emilia's tits pressed against the glass, and they were only pushed against it harder as I began to thrust into her ass roughly.

Emilia moaned and took it, her mouth open and her eyebrows raised in disbelief as she stared at her reflection in the mirror. I pumped my cock into her, keeping her stood up straight as I shoved my cock straight into her ass. Emilia's tits pressed and smeared into the glass, wiping away any fog that built up from the steam. She moaned louder, and louder still, until the two of us heard a voice.

"Oh my fucking god," Sophie said as she appeared in the doorway. "Is your cock in her ass again?!"

Maisie and Sophie quickly rejoined us. Sophie was now in a new outfit, but I barely got a look at it before it was discarded. She and Maisie stripped down, and joined us in the shower, making out and playing with each other while I fucked Emilia's tight asshole. They even borrowed the coconut oil so they could begin a round of mutual masturbation as they stood there.

I kept fucking Emilia the exact same way, quickly pushing myself over the edge. When my moans shifted, and she could tell I was close, she pushed away, and quickly grabbed the other two. All three of them went to their knees in front of me, faces turned up, waiting. There was no more concern of me messing up any makeup. No more appearances to make tonight. Now they could get what they've been wanting all along. Emilia stroked my slippery cock with one hand, as Sophie and Maisie brought their faces to either side of hers. Cheeks touched, tongues went out, and Emilia stroked perfectly until it happened.

My orgasm blew right into all three faces. Emilia stroked wildly in every direction, ensuring that each of them got some. Emilia got a thick rope across her nose and mouth, Sophie got one on the bridge of her nose and onto her cheek, and Maisie received one that hit her upper lip and then fell into her mouth. Then it was a free for all for them to catch the rest and lick it off each other.
We continued throughout the night. Showering continued as Maisie and Sophie got the same lathery treatment Emilia did. And then to my surprise, I did as well. The soapy fun turned into more touching, and then me lifting up Maisie to fuck her against the wall of the shower, followed by me fucking Sophie in the mouth.

The group moved from there to the bed, where everything that could happen did, including such notable events as: Me fucking Emilia doggy style while Sophie ate her pussy from underneath. Maisie riding my cock while Sophie sat on my face. Fucking Sophie with her legs up on my shoulders while Sophie sat on her face. Maisie and Sophie both sucking my cock as I ate Emilia's asshole one more time.

By the time we were all completely spent, it was almost dawn. The sunrise began to roll over the Los Angeles buildings we could see from the hotel room.

Emilia then pointed out she had the room for another 2 days. We pulled the blinds, and fell asleep in a thoroughly exhausted pile.

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