Goodbye, Miss Granger - Part 4 - Sex Stories

Goodbye, Miss Granger - Part 4

... still hugging his softening cock and a warm, squidgy mess squelching between our bellies. This skirt was going to need to soak. “Jeannie?” he said softly into my ear. “Mmm hmm?” I didn’t raise my head. Didn’t even open my eyes. “That was … ,” he paused. Nice? Too short? Not what he expected? “Round One,” I finished for him, which I thought answered all of the above. “When’s Round Two?” I could hear the smile in his voice. “Soon,” I said. “Let’s shower first. Do you want to watch a movie?” “Not Harry Potter, right?” “Not Harry Potter,” I agreed, grinning. I’d never felt less like school-girl witch, Hermione Granger in my life. It was nice. ~~~ Belinda has a startling collection of sexy action movies, including all of the Daniel Craig “James Bond” movies and most especially Casino Royale , which she’s made me watch with her at least twice. It’s very nearly porn for her, she watches dressed in pyjamas with a pillow tucked between her thighs. I admit I can see the attraction, but I just can’t put myself so far out there that I’m willing to get my own pillow (though I confess to having thought about it). Kevin and I showered (together) and dressed (separately); me in a shortie nightie, no panties; and Kevin in his boxer shorts, which I noticed for the first time (I was distracted earlier) had a practical little window in front. I had to smile, it was the male equivalent of Belinda’s strapless-bra trick. You just never knew when you’d need your cock out in a hurry without having to ...

... remove your shorts. We sat together on the sofa and I started the movie, Kevin’s arm around my shoulders so that I could snuggle into his chest. Daniel Craig was sexy – as usual – and this time I wasn’t fooled into thinking the villain’s sexy accomplice would be his love-interest. She gets killed of course, and then we meet the real love-interest: Vesper Lynd. And man, is she sexy! If Emma Watson / Hermione Granger is geek cat-nip, then Vesper is geek heroin . And not just geeks, guys in general! Heck, not just guys, either; I think I’d turn for her! She starts out bookish and sensible, then she’s distant and vulnerable, and then she turns smoking hot and sensual. I defy any guy not to be in love with her by the mid-point of the movie. James Bond started us off with a bunch of tough-guy stuff (or course) and was making me feel decidedly sexy. My hand on Kevin’s thigh had been surreptitiously creeping upwards and by the time Vesper made her first appearance it was parked happily in his groin, not fondling as such, just there , touching. Leaning on him with my legs folded beneath me and to the side, I was so absorbed in the movie that I didn’t even notice his hand seeking its own Northwest Passage up my thigh until his fingertips brushed over my sex, making me jerk my own hand against his now hard-again cock. Clearly we weren’t going to make it all the way through this movie. While Vesper was matching wits with Bond on the screen and pretending she didn’t fancy him (which just ...