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Subject: {ASSM} Emma - Chapter Twenty Six {Bradley Stoke}{FFff}
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Title: Emma
Author: Bradley Stoke
Part: Chapter 26 of 50
Keywords: FFff
Short Summary: Emma and Maise interview an incestuous family.


Emma
====

Summary of whole novel
======================

Emma is no stranger to the world of pornography, working as she does 
for one of the premier sex television stations. Nor is she a stranger 
to the naked body, being a dedicated naturist. However, in almost 
every other way she is naive and innocent. This is the story of how 
she finds herself, and also about the lives of people around her. 
In this novel, soap opera meets sex fiction. 


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Previously
==========

Emma has been persuaed to make sex televsion programmes with Maisie, 
while Charlotte is desperately in love with Josephine.


Chapter Twenty Six
==================

Charlotte had gradually drifted away from Emma's bed, and was now 
spending far more time with Josephine who had by virtue of her 
steadfastness and reliability displaced the more demanding Emma 
from primacy in her affections. Quite often these days, Charlotte and 
Josephine would spend their evenings together in Josephine's pleasant 
one-bedroom flat amongst all the fluffy toys and cushions. She found 
so much more pleasure from just resting in Josephine's arms without 
the demands for passionate love made on her by Maisie and, on 
occasion, Emma. The one who most felt put out by the consolidation 
of Charlotte's emotions and her more frequent absences was Susan, 
who, much more often now, lost the optimism and self-confidence she 
carried around with her. She remained loyal to the flat, even when 
Charlotte was away, seduced by Maisie's affection for her and the 
hope that at some stage Charlotte's love would drift more solidly her 
way.

Emma was still Charlotte's closest friend: an honorary title the two of 
them felt imperative to maintain although they recognised (belatedly 
in Charlotte's case) that they were not to be the closest of lovers. It 
was in this capacity that Charlotte felt obliged to take time off work to 
give Emma and Maisie as much moral support as possible on the first 
screening for the new television program that Emma, was for the first 
time, to be presenter. The news of it when excitedly announced by 
Maisie, the co-presenter, had rather surprised Charlotte. At no stage in 
the throes of passion or in the depths of her relationship with Harriett 
or any other time had Emma ever expressed any interest in appearing 
in front of the screen on a regular basis. Especially not in a position 
which Maisie proudly boasted would involve having sex with quite a 
few guests and interviewees. Indeed, she had far more often expressed 
her deepest revulsion at the very suggestion of this. This previous 
attitude seemed very consistent with Emma's reluctance to discuss her 
television career or even the nature of the programme she was to 
present. 

At first, Charlotte assumed that the main attraction was the 
substantially increased income she'd get, but Emma didn't even 
discuss what she'd do with all the money she'd  be banking. It was a 
mystery to her why Emma should do such a thing and Maisie's own 
irrepressible chat on the subject really gave no clue as to her motive. 
Neither did Josephine nor Susan seem to have much idea. Susan 
characteristically merely wondered why she'd waited so long, while 
Josephine's most authoritative opinion was expressed by a shrug of 
her naked shoulders. Whatever the motive, Emma seemed very much 
more grateful to Charlotte for her expression of moral support than 
she'd imagined (having quite imagined that Emma would have 
expressly forbidden it).

The television offices were not as welcoming a place as Charlotte had 
imagined, when she arrived with Emma and Maisie and hurried along 
the corridors with them. She had chosen to go nude as that was the 
way that Emma always went to work, but having worked in a 
supportive naturist environment for so long she was quite unprepared 
for the lecherous stares of the men they passed by en route to where 
the filming was to take place. Emma found Charlotte a comfortable 
chair to sit in to wait in the film studio, while she and Maisie got 
prepared in the make-up rooms. Charlotte sighed to herself as she 
watched the naked body of her friend wind through the television 
cameras, cables and lights to catch up with Maisie who was indolently 
kicking the wall with her expensive trainers, the only clothes she ever 
wore these days.

The studio was a very cluttered space, full of mysterious equipment 
and men and women who were handling it. In the centre of it all, and 
looking bizarrely homely, was an open space in which there was a 
very large bed and a very voluminous sofa. Behind the furniture and 
the dangling recording paraphernalia was a colourful backdrop with 
the programme's title Sex and Sensibility displayed in a restrained 
style at relevant points. When Maisie had originally mentioned the 
name Charlotte had assumed that the programme was to be a sex 
dramatisation of a famous Jane Austen novel, but she came to realise 
that the programme had pretensions to being a serious series reviewing 
sex issues in modern society: an identity which caused Emma to laugh 
in a hollow sardonic way. Charlotte sat patiently, ignoring the stares of 
the studio technicians by burying her head in the newspaper she'd 
brought along with her.

Finally, the filming was due to start, at which point the studio became 
less full of the technicians with tape and screwdrivers, and more full 
of camera operators, sound recordists and finally a group of non-
technical people who sat in the much more comfortable chairs next to 
her. Emma sat next to her where she silently and gratefully took 
Charlotte's hand in hers and gripped it tightly for as much comfort as 
it could give. Maisie stood to one side where she chatted idly to a boy 
not much older than her. Except for the three of them, everyone was 
fully clothed and indeed the make-up applied to Emma's skin and face 
made her feel even more naked in comparison.

The object of this filming was to organise the backdrop to the credits 
at the beginning and end of each programme that unsurprisingly would 
feature the two co-presenters, Emma and Maisie, making love to each 
other. The entire exercise (which would take several hours) would be 
to film the two of them indulging in explicit sex against various 
backdrops, using various props and indulging in innumerable 
variations. The director seemed to believe that credits featuring such 
an intimate woman-child relationship in such full detail would 
somehow be sensitively appropriate to a series that sought to dispel 
many of the myths and misconceptions surrounding certain taboo 
sexual activities. Emma's own sardonic opinion was that it would just 
make the programme look like every other sex programme, with just a 
little more pandering for the more obscure sexual predilection.

Charlotte had often seen Emma and Maisie making love, and indeed 
on occasion she'd even been persuaded to film them together on the 
home video-recorder, but it was quite a different matter to see the two 
of them flood-lit under such an intimidating array of bright lights 
surrounded by men and women she'd never seen before, occasionally 
taking instruction from prompts flashed to her on auto cues. The 
exercise seemed to be rather bereft of intimacy despite the quite 
obvious fact that the two lovers were enmeshed in their lovemaking 
now as least as much as at any other time. Of the two of them, it was 
clearly Emma who was the most anxious and nervous, with Maisie 
taking the upper hand in directing her older lover's attentions. And it 
was Maisie indeed who was first to make use of the dildo provided 
and use that to enter Emma's cunt while a studio cameraman 
positioned himself on the stage to get a close view of the action while 
the little girl pushed her slim figure backwards and forwards between 
Emma's legs.

After a while, perhaps nearly half an hour, Emma became rather less 
nervous in her rôle and Charlotte herself breathed more easily as her 
lovemaking became much more relaxed. There was a more 
comfortable flow of her movements, becoming more like that of 
Maisie's, culminating after a few minutes in the first of the many 
orgasms of the session. These orgasms to which Charlotte was now 
rather accustomed at home, where it forever punctuated the mass of 
female lovemaking, seemed to excite the previously morose director 
who started making notes in a hard-backed notebook.

Eventually, the two girls had exhausted all the possibilities of location, 
prop and activity that were offered to them, and the session came to an 
anticlimactic end with the technicians dispersing, Emma rushing off to 
the make-up room and Maisie chatted idly to the director and some of 
those around him. Charlotte was relieved for Maisie's sake that she 
hadn't resorted to her more violent sexual behaviour and the two came 
out with only the bruises of prolonged grinding groins and the 
accidental scratches of  finger-nails. 

Charlotte sat waiting for Emma wondering not just how the hours of 
videotape would be edited down to the two or three minutes of credits 
for which they were filmed, but how much Emma's new career would 
change her. She felt convinced that having such public sex for the first 
time was akin to when she'd lost her virginity. Now that this barrier 
was broached she would deal in a different world of references. She 
also wondered how Emma really felt about her experience. She clearly 
enjoyed making love to Maisie (her love for the girl was clearly both 
deep and sincere) but how much pleasure, if any, did she get from 
making love for the camera? And in turn for an audience of 
innumerable people she'd never known and would never meet.

It was inevitable for a programme with presenters like Emma and 
Maisie such as Sex and Sensibility that the first edition should 
feature an interview with Delia Cook. As one of the researchers 
commented when given the brief to organise the interview, it was not 
so much an interview with Delia Cook as "yet another interview". The 
principal difference in this interview, Emma was not so pleased to find 
out was that not only would there be sex between her and the stout 
authoress, but her beloved co-presenter would be expected to indulge 
in sex with one or other of the Delia Cook's children. However, 
having been a keen researcher for so many years, she prepared herself 
for the interview by re-reading Sex and Family Matters amongst all 
the other literature that she was given.

Part of her homework was to watch videos of previous interviews 
Delia Cook had given so to examine her previous sexual activities on 
the screen. Except for her relative bulk, her interviewee was quite the 
same as any sex star ever interviewed with the same unlikely stamina 
and predilection for all sex. To meet her in the flesh, however, was 
quite different as Emma was to find when she, Maisie and a small film 
crew arrived at the authoress's very grand house in the outer suburbs 
of the city.

The Delia Cook who opened the door to her naked guests was naked 
herself with the complete tan of someone who rarely rests partly 
dressed in the sun. Other than that, she seemed much more an ordinary 
person than Emma expected. She certainly couldn't be described as 
particularly beautiful. Away from the glare of the camera she seemed 
to have lost much of her charisma. She invited the two girls and the 
two members of the film crew into her very homely living room, 
chatting all the time about their journey there and the weather. In the 
same room, sitting on an armchair, wearing a tee-shirt and shorts was 
a young girl a couple of years older than Maisie whom Emma 
immediately recognised as Jennifer from the photographs in Delia 
Cook's book. She didn't jump up when everyone came in, but looked 
at the crew with some curiosity while fiddling with a piece of squidgy 
plastic in her hands.

"Say hello to these people, Jenny," ordered Delia Cook kindly. "You 
don't want them to think you're rude." The girl sullenly greeted them 
and returned her eyes to her lump of plastic. "You must forgive my 
daughter," the mother continued to everyone. "She's actually quite 
thrilled. She'll never have been on television in such a starring rôle 
before. Indeed, before your fabulous new show there just weren't any 
programmes which would be willing to film her in any kind of action. 
And don't worry, Emma dear, I've heard about your tastes. Neither my 
husband or son have been invited into this film session; although my 
son in particular was ever so keen to get to know the lovely Maisie 
that much better!"

The talk aspect of the interview was to actually occupy rather less than 
a quarter of the half-hour programme, but Delia's replies to Emma and 
Maisie's questions were very full and practised, providing detailed 
accounts of the sexual adventures she and her family had had, 
peppered with very homely and sensible advice regarding the less 
glamorous health and safety aspects of the practices she advocated. 
Emma was pleased to see that Maisie asked her questions with a 
maturity and confidence which made her seem much older than her 
thirteen years. She was just as capable as Emma to elaborate on her 
questions and to ask other questions that led on naturally from 
previous ones. It seemed such a shame, Emma reflected, that so many 
of Maisie's questions and answers would end up on the cutting room 
floor.

As part of the interview, and as a kind of novelty item to signpost the 
kind of serious and sensible series Sex and Sensibility was to be, Delia 
Cook gave advice to Emma and Maisie about certain sexual behaviour 
appropriate to a couple such as them. She positioned the two lovers 
physically with her podgy hands and demonstrated in great detail, to 
Emma, the camera crew and ultimately millions of viewers, aspects of 
Maisie's smooth young vagina that few would suspect and that Emma 
had uncritically enjoyed. In the process, Delia squeezed and stroked 
and tweaked it in a way that she clearly found very stimulating. Then 
with what seemed practised grace, Delia guided the activity into much 
more physical love-making.

The transition from aural to sexual intercourse had clearly taken the 
film crew by surprise, as they anxiously jostled into the appropriate 
positions with the appropriate selection of camera and audio 
equipment, as Emma started licking around the smooth exterior of 
Maisie's cunt, allowing almost all her tongue on occasion to delve 
inside its opening. Then Delia herself joined in, taking control of both 
Maisie's clitoris and Emma's anus as it stuck out behind her.

"Come on, Jenny!" her mother cajoled her daughter who with very no 
more prompting pulled off her tee-shirt to reveal by the small bush of 
fluffy hair underneath that she'd already taken off her knickers. She 
paraded self-consciously in front of the inquisitive glare of the camera, 
before joining her mother and Emma in stimulating Maisie's crotch. 
She was a little older than the photographs in Delia Cook's book, and 
consequently had a more mature body, already showing prominent 
breasts and enough puppy fat to suggest that she might not remain 
slim all her life. She soon directed her lips away from Maisie's crotch, 
following Emma's busy tongue into her mouth and soon the two of 
them were making love separately from Delia and Maisie.

Throughout the rest of the lovemaking in this interview, Emma got the 
distinct impression that it was Delia who was actually directing the 
activity rather than herself, the supposed presenter and interviewer. It 
was Delia who ensured that she had enough explicit sex with her 
daughter - including anal and vaginal penetration with vegetables and 
dildos - to dispel any doubts regarding the intimacy of their 
relationship. It was she who persuaded Jennifer to have more sex with 
Maisie and rather less with Emma (which she seemed to prefer). It was 
she who sensed Emma's discomfort in the role of sex interviewer to 
ensure that she was allowed to escape from the constant gaze of the 
camera and sit with Delia or Maisie to watch the activity from a 
distance.

It was also she who, when Emma and Maisie felt exhausted with the 
lovemaking, persuaded the camera crew to accompany her daughter 
and herself to another room where they could film more incestuous 
sex , only this time with the male members of the Cook family. She 
had clearly assessed Emma as someone who didn't particularly enjoy 
the sight and suggestion of male sexuality. She had also realised that 
although Maisie was one who would be quite enthusiastic about being 
fucked by her son, Kevin, or her husband, it would be an activity 
which would be more likely to upset Emma. She had also realised, 
though, that it was for incest and child sex that the interview had taken 
place at all and if she was to retain her position as the high priestess of 
such activity it was best to allow Sex and Sensibility to film exactly 
what they wanted.

Emma and Maisie were left lying in a heap of sweaty naked flesh on 
the Cooks' large pale blue carpet, gasping and panting with 
exhaustion. Droplets of salty sweat dripped off Emma's eyebrows onto 
her cheeks to join a more general flow towards her mouth where she 
could still taste Jennifer's vaginal juices and her mother's saliva. She 
looked around at Maisie, who had stood up and was now nosing 
around the living room: looking at the homely framed pictures, the 
naked statuary and country-side scenes. And more particularly at the 
selection of juvenile compact discs that Jennifer had stacked by the 
stereo system.

"Just listen to that!" laughed Maisie pointing to the ceiling from above 
which passionate lovemaking could be heard. There was the thud and 
rattle of beds accompanied by guttural cries from both men and 
women. "They just don't know how to stop!"

"No, they don't," admitted Emma, who, always the pragmatist, was 
already considering how they would edit the quite considerable 
material that would have been filmed today and if this meant 
postponing the planned item on novel Cuban birth control methods. 




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