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If you are offended by the idea of an adult male taking down the little white cotton panties from underneath a young girl’s little school skirt, and fondling her cute little bum with one hand whilst reaching under her blouse and stroking her budding breast with the other, then read no further. It is also worth pointing out this is complete fiction.

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Emma Watson once gave my magazine an exclusive interview. The interview turned out to be too hot to be published. Emma was advised to deny ever having given the interview and so the magazine editor decided not to publish. It wouldn’t be worth the fuss and court cases. But now seems like a good time to let Hermione’s little secret out of the bag. So here is the never previously published interview with Emma Watson.

 

 

I was very lucky and more than a little curious to be able to interview Emma Watson, star of the Harry Potter films. Her agent had called me because the men’s magazine that I wrote for was the one she wanted to tell her story in. I had arranged to meet her in a luxurious hotel room in London. I arrived and she greeted me looking like the sweet girl Hermione that she plays in the films.

 

After her agent had made me a drink, he went to the adjoining room in the suite and left me alone with Emma. I asked if she always did her interviews unchaperoned but she reassured me she could handle herself. I started with the obvious question. Why did she want to give this interview and why choose my magazine for it?

 

Because I’ve changed! Everyone thinks of me as a little girl and I’m not, I’m a woman!

 

And looking at Emma I could only agree. If you look at the difference between her from the first press conference she gave for the films, to how she looks today, there sure is a difference. She had supplied me with various photographs for use in the magazine, many that you can see here.

 

 

So Emma, you told me on the phone that you wanted to tell the complete truth.

 

I’m tired of everyone thinking I’m a little girl, I’m an experienced woman. I felt I needed to let the world know about what I’ve been up to, no holds barred. People don’t associate Hermione with anything sexy, so I want to make sure I don’t get typecast as a boring little girl who doesn’t know how to suck cock. Your magazine seems pretty open minded about sex. I also have a few things I want to get straight about some stories that are bound to come out about me soon.

 

Emma’s words certainly surprised me. Not since Drew Barrymore flashed a tit at me age 13 had I interviewed anyone that had surprised me this much in the opening of an interview. She looked slightly nervous now as she had obviously shocked me and she wasn’t sure how I would react. In reality, I suddenly found myself with a curiosity about what I had thought was sweet little girl in front of me. She shifted her legs and the skirt she wore rode above her knee. She caught me looking and continued:

 

Even when I first was considered for the role of Hermione, I was at an age when I was starting to become proud of my body. I’ve always tried to hold my shoulders back, even for my first promo pic I remember wanting my little nubbins to show through the little red T-shirt I wore. The photographer, who was a bit of a perv I think, had me stand side on.

He is one of the many men I have met who used any excuse to touch me up. I was going through a flashing stage at that time anyway. The photos he published from that shoot all look pretty innocent, but it wouldn’t surprise me if he kept a few for his own use. I was wearing my favourite skirt and when I was sat on a bench he was crouched low taking pics, I just had to keep opening my legs and flashing my pink panties. He got a boner, it was sooo funny!

 

If only I had interviewed her during that stage. She didn’t seem to be flashing today, perhaps too grown up and not enough little girl for my liking. She continued.

 

I think it was flashing panties that got me the part of Hermione. I had to do all kinds of acting and role play. They had me pretending to be flying on a broomstick, doing magic spells. I pretended one went wrong and fell on the floor, legs everywhere. It got me so hot that three men were all staring up my skirt and between my legs.

 

Hmm. It seems so funny looking back at the first press conference now. I had my favourite skirt on and I was too nervous to spread my legs for the cameras but I so wanted to. I don’t know, I was going through a dirty stage. I loved that you could see my nipples coming through on the pictures though.

 

Emma’s honesty was surprising me. I had to ask her if she really knew where any of this had come from. Was she already sexually experienced at that tender age?

 

Oh no. I hadn’t had sex at that point, I was just a little girl who liked people, particularly men, looking at her panties. Most of my sexual experiences have been related to the films. I was learning more about what men wanted from the start of filming. Alan Rickman was a bugger for getting me to sit on his lap. He’d have me sit side-saddle and would have one hand innocently on my knee with his other hand not so innocently cupping one of my butt cheeks. It never went any further than Snape rubbing me up, poking his trouser bound cock towards my ass in the dinner queue. I did tend to encourage him though!

 

I think they all like the Uniform that I had to wear. To begin with I thought it was a boring old school uniform but it clearly was a huge turn on to the men on set.

I enjoyed being in a male dominated environment. It was a great introduction to the world of sex, really gradual. I went through a phase of flashing my panties at Ron and Harry at some points during filming, always accidentally of course, but they never seemed as interested as the older men did.

 

It really got saucy when my wardrobe woman had to leave for home because her son was ill, and a bloke took over the job. His name was Mark and he was great. He insisted after filming that I had worked so hard that he would help me fully with getting changed back into my normal clothes.

 

What do you mean? What exactly did he help you do?

 

Well this is what I mean it was a great introduction to sex. He never had sex with me, but he showed me what sensuality was. It was a regular routine. He would close the door and then have me stand in the centre of the room in my Hogwart’s school uniform. He would lift up my jumper from the bottom hem and pull it up over my head and off. He would then readjust my hair and take off my school tie. He would then kneel down and take off each of my shoes and then each sock. He would give each leg a little rub down from my knee to my toes. He would then stand again and undo the buttons on my blouse. The first time he did this I was scared but he was so tender as he pushed the blouse off my shoulders and let it fall to the floor. He would rub my shoulders a little bit. He would always look at my breasts either through a bra or little girl bra top I used to wear, but he never touched or said anything.

 

He would come in close to reach around me to unzip my skirt and let it fall to the floor. In the early days at that point I would run through to the shower room for a shower. I would wiggle my little butt at him as I ran sometimes and could feel him staring at my panty clad behind. After I came out I would find clean clothes laid out ready for me. As the weeks went on though I didn’t rush into the shower room but waited to see what he would do. I will never forget the first time he reached for the shoulder straps of my bra and gently pulled them off my shoulder. He looked at me intently then reached around me, bringing our faces close, and undid the strap. It fell and hung from my elbows, revealing my bare little breasts. He smiled and I turned to the shower room. The next day we repeated the same routine but the day after that, I didn’t turn again, but let the bra fall to the floor. He smiled and bent at the knees, and reached for the sides of my panties. I had a sharp intake of breath and gasped as his fingers reached inside the elastic. He started pulling, ooh, I remember this so well!! The elastic came over my hips and towards my thighs. Then, he stopped.

 

He looked me in the eye and saw disappointment in my face. Then he smiled and started pulling again, and revealed the sparse bit of pubic hair I had grown at that time. It was all soft and wispy. He carried on pulling so my panties were inside out and just the centre piece was pulling slowly away from my pussy entrance. He let them fall to the floor and I didn’t worry about lifting my feet to allow him to slip them off, knowing my legs would be separating and he would see my cunny lips. And then I was completely naked in front of a guy I hardly knew.

 

In a last fit of courage I span around, giggled and ran to the shower room. He saw me naked two more times then the other woman came back. I fantasised for weeks about what might have happened if he had still been there weeks later. Phew

 

At this point in the interview I was finding it hard not to become obsessively attracted to this slight girl sitting in front of me. Feeling confident that she would not be offended now in me reporting honestly that she looked gorgeous the day we met. She had a tight white T-shirt that clearly showed her bra underneath and after that story her young nipples were pushing out for attention too. She had on a knee length skirt that at that point I so wanted to see up. She was barefoot. A beautiful and cute little pixie.

 

I had no idea what to ask her next. I had never been so silent in an interview before. I just looked at her and she wistfully carried on talking.

 

It was soon after that that I met the man that I thought would take my cherry (she smiled). He was great during that year, during the first film. He was somehow involved in production but I never really understood what his job was. He had appeared on set and always smiled or winked at me when he saw me. He was so sweet. He was one of the few members of the crew that stayed in the same lodgings as the cast. I thought he would be the one to take my cherry, but we were always disturbed from then till the end of the filming.

 

I enquired further about her wonderful little cherry as I was becoming more enamoured with this little girl.

 

My cherry stayed intact until the hiatus between the first two movies. We had various bits of promotion work to do and we had to keep posing for photos out. I always pushed my shoulders back as my tits were blossoming, and that perve that played Hagrid would always be pushing his back into my little butt!

 

 

But the real fun happened completely by surprise. We were in LA for promo work and staying in this villa. Our parents couldn’t be with us so Rupe [ Rupert – Ron], Dan [Harry] and I had to be chaperoned. One night in our villa, our two chaperones got it on together and said they trusted us and went for an early night, leaving us splashing about in the pool. We were just kids clowning around. They’d left music playing, probably to hide the sounds they’d be making.

 

Well, after a while the splashing about became flirting with both the boys trying to get my attention. What I didn’t know, was that these two boys were more experienced than I realised but were playing innocent when one of them left the pool and came back with a bottle of vodka! I just went for it, I didn’t realise what they were up to. The flirting got out of hand slowly as each took it in turns to either lift me out of the water, swim under my legs or jump on me. Each time they’d start touching me up more

 

Were you enjoying it?

 

I was so turned on!!! (she laughed) I started leaning on them the more drunk I felt and put my hands over their chests. We eventually got out and each wrapped in a towel went into the lounge. They kept plying me with drink and I just felt so sexy. Just a little bikini and a towel between me and these two horny boys. We started dancing to the music and it wasn’t long before they got me dancing close, real dirty dancing. I went from boy to boy and back again, them swinging me round, holding my hips and trying to grind their pricks into my arse. I loved it!

 

My towel kept slipping and I’d keep retying it up, but they persisted in swinging me round and as both of them had lost their towels I eventually gave in and let mine fall. Dan then held my bare hips from behind and pulled me into him while Rupe came close up front and held my waist. I felt embarrassed but hot that Rupe was looking at my swelling titties held in a skimpy bikini top. He said, ‘let me have a go!’ and reversed me back onto him. Dan started looking at my budding breasts then while Rupe reached all the way round pulling by belly back towards him. I could feel a now hard cock pressing into my bum while some of his fingers were touching the top of my bikini bottoms.

 

Then it got really full on because Dan seemed to want my breasts, spun me back round and went from holding my belly to simply grabbing my tits. Another hard cock was pressing into my butt as Rupe started kissing me. I was so pissed my tongue was immediately in with his as he held my shoulders. The rest happened so quickly but I remember it clearly, despite the vodka.

 

Dan undid my bikini top and pulled it off, so Rupe grabbed at my naked titties. My top fell at my feet. I didn’t stop them.

 

Rupe then slid his hands over the back of my bikini bottoms, while Dan took a turn reaching round for my tits. I didn’t stop them.  

 

Dan took his shorts off while Rupe reached inside my bikini bottoms. I didn’t stop them.

 

Rupe pulled back out and brushed over the front of my bikini bottoms, while Dan pressed a naked cock into my backside. I didn’t stop them.  

 

Rupe stood away from me. Dan stood away from me. I stood there feeling embarrassed at my naked tits. Rupe looked me in the eye as he took his shorts off, while Dan suddenly pulled at the strings on the side of my bikini bottoms and they fell at my feet. I didn’t stop them.

 

I felt comforted when each boy came back close to me, a hard cock at either side of my body, hands on the top of my pussy, tits and ass. I didn’t stop them. One cupped my ass, one flicked my nipples. One put his hand between my legs and brushed fingers around my virgin slit. 

 

I was surprised that Daniel suddenly sat down and watching, masturbated himself off as Rupe sat me on the rug, pushed my shoulders back, and spread my legs apart. He simply climbed in between them, lined up his cock and pushed. It hurt but it was good. Great. I didn’t stop him.

 

He pushed a few times repeatedly, then rolled us over so I was on top of him. My little breasts pushed into his chest. My little pussy filled with his cock. My little ass waving in the air as I hungrily bounced on his cock.

 

Dan took my waving bottom as an invitation and the next thing I knew I felt a cock on my ass. He just rested it between my butt cheeks and moved in time with me. I’m so glad he didn’t go for my anus, I wasn’t ready then.

 

I was sandwiched between two hard cocks.

 

Feeling so horny I started coming at the thought and began bucking between the boys. They enjoyed my bucking and each were grabbing at my bouncing boobs and pulling at the nipples. My jostling made me push down harder on Rupe’s cock and suddenly he grabbed my hips and pushed so hard as he came. Then Dan came and I could feel his load being released all over my naked back.

 

We collapsed.

 

I will never in all my life forget that night!  

 

I still didn’t really understand why she was telling me all this. Why tell so much in so much detail. I asked her, although I wanted her to tell me more.

 

What I didn’t know that night was that those two bastards had a video camera set up. The film clip is on the net and I want people to know my side of the story. No one understands what it is like growing up in public.

 

Anyway, the following day we returned to the UK and I didn’t see them again until we started filming the next movie. Even then, they both kept acting distant from me, sometimes just swapping rye glances.

 

There is just one other story I need to tell. There is a second film on the internet and I’ve seen it. It is not fake, but it looked like I was a willing partner, and well, I’ll explain.

 

There was this cameraman who kept flirting with me. He was quite young and I liked him. The guy I had thought would be taking my cherry. He was always winking at me so I’d just smile sweetly back. He became increasingly close to me, occasionally hugging me and gradually becoming freer with his hands.

 

Over the course of a month, I basically fell head over heels for him. A real crush! I started really flirting back. Then one night I got this note, it said to meet him on set at 8pm. Well our lodgings were just a short walk away from the college which we pretended was Hogwarts and I knew I would have no trouble sneaking out so I went for it. It said to meet him in the centre courtyard so I went there feeling so excited.

 

In the centre was a little parcel, with a key and another note. It said that I should take the parcel to a little room of the courtyard and the key would both open and lock the door while I got changed into the clothes in the parcel. I started getting scared and nearly ran back to my room as the idea of getting changed here was spooky. It was already dark and why would I want to wear anything else. Was this guy a pervert? But curiosity won me over.

 

I went over to the door, unlocked it and found a light on inside the small room. I locked the door and opened the parcel. It was my Hermione school uniform! How had he got that from the costume department I thought. The room was windowless and I figured I had nothing to lose so I got changed. In just a moment I was in the school uniform and, carrying my regular clothes, I went back out and sat on a bench in the centre of the courtyard and waited like he asked. After a terrifying 3 minutes he came up behind me.

 

He came in front of me, asked me to stand, then reached in and kissed me. It was so exciting to have this guy in his thirties find me attractive enough to kiss. It was really passionate but he was so polite and just gentle held me close to him. None of the grabbing that Dan and Rupe had done. Beautiful.

 

He then said he was only going to carry on kissing me if I trusted him. I said I did and he kissed me once more. He said ‘Trust Me’ one last time before he produced something out of his back pocket. He brought it towards my face and I only realised it was a blindfold as he placed it over my eyes. I know it was stupid to trust him but I did. The next thing I knew I was being led somewhere. We definitely went into some sort of room and a door was shut after we entered.

 

I was so naive but also frightened. He kissed me and pulled my hands into the air. The next thing I knew my wrists were being tied. I panicked and pulled but my arms were already tied and spread apart. I was pulling as hard as I could as he backed away. I was crying my eyes out and screaming, but I knew this place was abandoned at night.

 

Over the next few minutes I wore myself out and finally settled down. I was so worried. A while later suddenly he came up behind me, pulled my hair from my neck and kissed my neck passionately. He pulled my hips to him and I felt his hardness pressing into my butt. He just kept kissing me and slowly his hands worked my blouse out of my skirt and the tips of his fingers were caressing my belly. It felt so great and I was on fire between my legs. I don’t know why I gave into it so easily.

 

My school tie was taken off me. I didn’t complain.

 

The buttons of my blouse were unbuttoned, but I was being massaged so erotically I didn’t complain.

 

The skirt was undone at the back and it fell to the floor. It meant I could feel the cock better on my bum through just my cotton panties.

I was so hot the sweet girl side of me was gone and I was desperate for something to be placed between my legs. Anything.

 

Then the first shock came. He had one hand inside my bra and the other slowly reaching into my panties while kissing me on the neck. Then a second pair of lips started kissing my lips. I panicked but soon settled into the kiss as this second person reached round and cupped my behind. I was between two men and yet was not screaming!

 

The first person suddenly pulled my panties down to my ankles while the second undid my bra and pushed it up under my chin. They both suddenly left me alone. Only wearing an open blouse around my shoulders, a bra loosely around my neck and a pair of panties around my ankles.

 

After a few minutes of feeling confused and horny somebody came in front of me, lifted me up by my legs and before I knew it pushed a cock straight into my pussy. My legs were wrapped around him and I pulled hard with them to relieve the weight from my arms. A voice that I didn’t recognise shouted that I was tight and this was probably because of the effort and strain I was putting around him to stop the pain in my arms.

 

The second and biggest shock came just as I was really beginning to enjoy being defiled in this way. The other man came up behind me and removed my blindfold. I couldn’t count the exact number straight away but there had to be about eight blokes there, mostly with their cocks hanging out.

 

I don’t want to say much more but suffice to say that each had a turn with me that night and I went from being angry and screaming to simply having the time of my life.

 

But why the bastards had to video it I don’t know.  This film is also on the Internet and whilst originally I’d thought about telling people it was a fake, I’d rather they knew the truth and understood that I was tricked into it.

 

At this point she went very silent. I was completely unsure of what to say. She looked as if she was about to burst into tears. This soft little doll of a girl who had been so confident in telling me her story was now looking so vulnerable.

 

I hope our readers will support her by helping her with her career by going to see the proper films she makes and by ignoring the ones available from illegal Internet sites. She was perhaps the most honest and sweet person I have ever interviewed. She had something she needed to tell and told it with great dignity. She bared her soul and long may her career go from strength to strength.

 

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That was the end of how the article was going to be published. But now I feel I have to say it didn’t quite end there. I gave her slightly more than a hug. In fact the hug turned into a kiss and within seconds I was groping her breasts. I quickly reached under her skirt and pulled her panties down as she undid my trousers. In seconds I was inside the horny little slut and I can tell you that she can suck cock very well and has a very tight cunt. Her delicious little breasts are to die for and they jiggle away when you stuff your cock into her tight little cunny. Her ass is so smooth and just the right size to hold onto as you press in as hard as you can. What a girl! I hope to interview her again some day. I was going to ask her one last question but she didn’t need to, I found out my answer. She swallows!

 

Oh, and I can confirm he rumours that there are definitely tissues stuffed down the bra in this picture! And guess who is pressing into her arse again!