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I'd love to hear some feedback as per usual. You see those big empty stars too? Maybe bump those up to five full ones? We wouldn't want them to be empty now would we? All alone like that? You're not a monster are you? Also, please don't post this on any other site without my explicit permission. I've had to bring the hammer down on two thieves right as of writing and don't want to bring it down again. Author's Note: No. I never saw The Amazing Spider-man due to me not really believing that Spider-man needed a reboot so I'm only going by the trailers. Also, I'm well aware that Emma is a natural blonde I just happen to have a thing for red he.
Don't like it? Go check out another fic, I'm sure some other author would like your feedback. Finally, I'm well aware the stunt co-ordinator on The Amazing Spider-man probably wasn't called Dick Fitswell but I'm a sucker for pun names, especially if they're dirty.
My life's pretty easy. Well as easy as it can be being a stunt man working in Hollywood.
It's even easier when you look like I do. A generic mid twenty year old with messy brown hair, clean shaven, skinny and regular blue eyes. However, the way I was currently dressed made me stand out of the crowd. I had on a Spider-man outfit, and not just a regular Spider-man outfit. A torn Spider-man outfit. I was working as Andrew Garfield's stunt double on the new movie, The Amazing Spider-man which was a reboot of the massive comic book franchise. Now, personally I didn't see the need to reboot the franchise, everyone knows that Spider-man became a super hero by being bitten by a radioactive spider.
Why did they need to reboot it? Still, if they had kept Tobey Maguire on, maybe I wouldn't have got the job. I should count my blessings and those lovely dollars that should be in my bank soon after this movie had wrapped. In the scene me and Emma, Emma Stone the new leading lady playing Gwen Stacy, were suspended by a steel cable deed to look like Spider-man's webbing and we would swing away from the villain, The Lizard. To shoot this, both me and Emma would need to be strapped into a harness and hoisted roughly thirty feet in the air to match the dangerous skyline of New York City.
Emma, who was wearing a blonde wig, walked up to me with a big smile on her face. She had on a smart, black blazer, Emma stone sex stories low cut teal green under shirt that rather nicely revealed her cleavage. Completing the lower portion of her body, Emma was wearing a black skirt and some knee high boots, she had on a normal pair of tights under the skirt. She was nervous. She looked over at me and nodded her head shyly.
You can always spot the newbies. This will be the easiest stunt to shoot, all the hard stuff's been done already. You don't need to worry about it. Just focus on getting the shot right. Emma turned and started to pour herself a cup of coffee. As she did, I got a quick chance to check her out.
Now, it's easy to look at celebrities on forums and google images but actually admiring them in the flesh made it all the more nicer. She had a nice ass.
Basically, you strap on to me, I strap onto the wire and we get some long shots before the camera zooms in to you. Crew men and assistants rushed around the set, as this was a pivotal scene things had to look perfect. Things like this always amused me, as the award show times rolled around Emma and Andrew Garfield, the new Spider-man, would get all the recognition for all of twenty minutes of work while the plebs like me and the rest of the crew would get sweet F A. Sipping on his own cup of coffee in a black Marvel mug, he smiled and nodded at me and Emma. Cole, you know what you need to do right?
Hold Emma tight and make sure we don't fall. We walked over to the middle of the street where a boring grey harness was lying on the floor. I was the first to step into it and Emma soon after. I slid the harness up her legs and did my best to ignore the erotic implications.
I tightened the strap around her stomach and between her legs, she smiled at me sweetly. We were now inches apart and her Emma stone sex stories breath beat against my neck while I clipped the both of us onto the large hook that would elevate us off of the floor. He looked at me and nodded his head, he turned and gave the thumbs up to the worker of the New York city council provided cherry picker. And with that both me and Emma were hoisted off of the ground and into the air. She yelped in surprise and pushed her face into my shoulder, as if I would be able to shield her from the shock.
However, I merely chuckled as the sound of the wire being retracted filled our ears. It did seem a little loud. It's all perfectly oof! That certainly wasn't normal. Sometimes the machine's take time to warm up. Looking down, we must have been roughly twenty feet in the air with another ten to go.
I cast a look around to try and find Dick to get a better idea of what was going on. Then, the noise of a megaphone broke the temporary silence between me and Emma. The winch on the cherry picker's broken. You'll stay suspended fine enough but we're not sure about getting you down just yet. You guys going to be OK? I looked down at Emma who still had her face buried in my shoulder.
I bumped her shoulders and upper arms with mine playfully making her look up at me. I smiled, satisfied that she was telling the truth.
That sounds harsh but the last thing you want when you're suspended roughly twenty foot in the air is a panicking movie star. I stuck my thumb out again in a positive fashion. Satisfying every male stereotype women may have of my gender, my eyes wandered down her green top and into Emma stone sex stories valley of flesh. Combine that with her hot breath on my neck and it was enough to get a guy hard.
Which, unfortunately for me, it did. Christ, I'm such an insensitive bastard! I cursed as I looked up and focused on the NYC skyline. Are you hard? I sighed and closed my eyes lightly. Well, that was the end of that. I really could have done with this pay cheque. Nodding my head, I could have sworn I heard Emma giggle. We're hanging in the air and you've got hard. I'm normally a very innocent girl. Very sweet and innocent but sometimes Sometimes I just feel like being bad or naughty Do you get like that Cole?
Her thumbs hooked into the skin tight fabric and tugged it away from my flesh, her right hand darted inside the small gap her hand had made. I wasn't wearing boxer shorts due to the outfit, anything underneath it would show up on film and distract the viewer, so Emma's hand found my knob instantly. I gasped as she wrapped her hand around my cock.
She lightly squeezed my member, watching my face as she did so. She smiled and moved her body a little closer to me, I didn't know this but she was doing it to obscure what the crew beneath us could see. Her legs parted and she covered my groin with hers, her hand started to jerk me off slowly.Emma stone sex stories
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