Hermione’s thighs clenched together in a desperate attempt to keep her bladder from leaking.
She really really needed to pee.
But every time she got close to a bathroom, one of her bullies would block the door.
“You can always piss your pants, Granger. If you have to go that bad.” Pansy smirked at her.
Hermione wouldn’t piss herself. She was determined to hold it. But her stomach ached with the fullness of her bladder. She could feel the pressure with every step she took.
She knew she wouldn’t make it.
Then she saw the door to the boys bathroom.
Would her bullies follow her in there? Only one way to find out.
She ran.
And Pansy, Millicent, and Daphne didn’t follow her. Hermione sighed with relief, catching the attention of the boy at the urinal who was just about to piss.
He looked up at her, and his smile made Hermione’s stomach dip.
“Granger, here for a piss?”
She nodded because yes, she was. She really really was. But she was sure that wasn’t what Draco Malfoy meant.
Not when he guided her over to the urinals and got her on her knees in the middle of the row of them.
“Draco, I really have to pee.” She finally had the sense to say.
“So do I, and you’re gonna take care of that for me.”
He never tucked his dick back into his pants and she could see how hard he was already.
It made her have to clench her thighs together for a new reason.
But maybe she just wasn’t clear.
“Draco I have to pee really really bad. I might wet myself.” She admitted to him.
“But you’re going to be a good girl and hold it until after I piss, right Granger?”
She nodded even though she wasn’t sure it was true. As she rocked back and forth on her knees trying to alleviate the pressure, she didn’t think she’d last that long.
She opened her mouth for Draco’s dick and let him thrust into her a few times.
When he pulled back she teased him.
“Do you always fuck the urinal like that?”
In response in grabbed her head and thrust into her mouth roughly, making her gag and drool. When his dick was in the back of her throat he started to relieve himself.
Hermione coughed and gagged. She couldn’t breathe. She couldn’t swallow.
And she couldn’t put any energy into holding her own bladder.
Piss slipped out of her mouth around his dick and Draco watched it run down her neck.
Draco watched the puddle of piss growing around Hermione. Much too big to be just from him.
When he finally pulled back she was gasping for air and didn’t seem to care that she’d wet herself. Or that Draco was now pissing on her boobs.
Hermione felt humiliated that she wet herself, after holding it for so long. But she couldn’t deny that it also felt so good. To finally empty her bladder.
It felt so good in fact that Hermione almost wanted to touch herself, and then she thought that she didn’t care how humiliating it was, she wanted to ask Draco to touch her.
And when she looked again at how hard he was from peeing on her, from forcing her to wet herself. She didn’t think it was actually all that humiliating.
Draco was finished pissing now and he was just standing over her, studying her, like he wasn’t sure what to do with her now.
Hermione would help with that.
“Draco? Can you make me cum? Please?”
She watched his expression change. Like maybe he was nervous about what he’d done and now she let him know it was okay.
She squeaked as he lifted her up off the floor and forced her to stand on wobbly legs, but it was only long enough for him to yank her pants and panties off and throw them in different directions.
Then he lifted her up and pinned her to the wall. Instinctively her legs wrapped around his body and he let out a groan of approval.
“You want to cum?” Draco asked her now.
She nodded. She could feel his dick pressing against her stomach. She reached between them to guide him where she wanted him but he put a hand over hers to stop her.
“You’re sure you want this?” He asked.
Hermione tried to read Draco’s expression.
But she couldn’t.
So she used her free hand to pull his head to her so she could kiss him.
“Yes.” She said against his lips. “Yes, I want this.”
Draco adjusted her hips so he could slide into her. Slowly.
He chuckled as Hermione gasped and moaned taking him inch by inch. Each feeling the hot exhales against each others lips.
“Good?” He asked once he was fully in.
“So good!” Hermione rolled her hips and Draco couldn’t helping moaning at the feeling of her around him.
Her whole body was damp with piss and she was being fucked against the wall between urinals.
It was degrading. It was humiliating.
But Draco didn’t care. Wasn’t he in this degrading position with her?
Hermione’s arms wrapped around Draco’s back and held him tight enough to leave red marks. He could feel her pussy flutter around him. Like even it was trying to hold on and not let go.
He could barely move. But Hermione let out the best little mewls and sighs with every shallow thrust.
He never wanted to stop. He wanted more.
“Hermione?” She seemed almost dazed with pleasure. She let him rearrange her legs how he pleased. Holding them up against the wall instead of wrapped around him.
With both hands under her ass to secure her he kept his movements slow at first but then he was fucking her with longer, deeper thrusts.
Hermione moaned against his mouth. She tried to keep kissing him, she wanted to keep kissing him. But her mouth stayed open as she moaned in pleasure.
Draco chuckled. He kissed along her neck before biting down and sucking softly. He wanted to leave a mark.
“Draco, please!”
He felt her clench around him as she begged.
He moved faster. Fucking her roughly into the wall.
Hermione’s nails dig into the skin of Draco’s back. Holding on. As her back slammed over and over again into the wall.
She instinctively wrapped her legs around his body again, needing to hold onto him even more.
Draco moaned against her neck, feeling her pussy continue to flutter around him.
“You feel so good!” He panted into her neck.
Hermione couldn’t respond. She could only let out more squeaks and gasps.
She was so close.
And then Draco’s hand was between their bodies. Clumsily searching for her clit.
Hermione quickly guided him. Holding her hand over his.
It didn’t take much. Just a few quick rubs. And Hermione was cumming.
Draco’s hips stuttered. Feeling Hermione’s pussy pulse with her orgasm. He couldn’t help finishing with her.
His moan was matched with Hermione’s gasp, as she felt Draco start to empty his warm cum inside her.
She let out a soft sigh, enjoying the feeling. The warmth, the wetness, the fullness.
Hermione didn’t want Draco to put her down, but he nearly dropped her when they heard the bathroom door open.
Someone was coming in.
They both froze. Draco holding Hermione up and doing his best to cover her with his body.
Hermione relaxed when she saw that it was Pansy.
“We were wondering what was taking you so long in here. Thought maybe you were getting a swirlie. But no, you were getting laid!” Pansy smirked at Hermione, who started to blush.
“I told you I had to pee!” Hermione said.