Pansy had a theory that they could make Hermione cum with just a really good wedgie. She called it the wedgie-gasm.
Her friends were more than happy to drag Hermione into the girls bathroom and help her test her theory.
All she had to do was sit there on the sinks and watch them have fun.
Daphne had Hermione in a headlock and Millicent was pulling hard on the front of her panties.
She could already see Hermione trying to squeeze her thighs together. Was she trying to stop the fabric from riding up any higher? Or make the fabric of her panties rub against her even harder?
Pansy told Millicent to use the handlebars.
Millicent stuck her hands through the stretched out leg holes of Hermione’s panties and yanked up.
Hermione clenched her teeth to hold back a whimper.
The front wedgie was extremely painful, but it also put pressure right on her clit that was impossible to ignore.
Millicent snapped her panties, making her jolt with the fast movement again and again. She would have fallen if Daphne wasn’t holding her up.
Her clit throbbed.
Then Millicent lifted her up and hung her from the hook in one of the stalls by the front of her panties.
If she moved at all, if she even breathed, her whole body moved where it hung and the wedgie would somehow get deeper.
Hermione could feel the fabric touching her clit with every breath she took.
Then Millicent’s hands were on her shoulders. She pushed her down and let her panties bounce her back up.
The friction was awful, but it was so good.
Hermione whimpered while Millicent bounced her like a pogo stick.
Her clit felt like it was rubbed raw and yet it still wasn’t rubbed enough.
Millicent bounced her faster.
It hurt so much. She hated it. She wanted it to stop.
She didn’t want it to stop just yet.
She was so close. Just a little more.
Then Millicent slammed her knee up into her crotch and held her still. Hermione groaned.
The wedgie stopped bouncing. She could still feel it spreading her pussy lips and covering her clit, but that awful friction that she was desperate for now was on pause.
“Granger, were you enjoying that?” Pansy smiled.
Hermione couldn’t admit that she was. She couldn’t.
“Ok, Millicent you can stop now.”
“Wait!” The thought of not cumming was worse than the thought of admitting that she wanted to.
“Yes?” Pansy smirked knowingly.
“I’m enjoying it.” Hermione shamefully admitted, still hanging on the bathroom stall by her underwear.
Millicent removed her knee and let Hermione dangle freely from the hook.
“What were you enjoying?” Pansy asked.
Hermione didn’t want to say it.
Millicent started to bounce her again and the wedgie rubbed against her clit.
She couldn’t help it, she moaned.
It didn’t take long to bring her back to the edge.
“What were you enjoying?”
“I’m gonna cum!” Hermione blurted.
“No you aren’t.” Pansy laughed.
Again Millicent held her still with her knee and stopped the friction of her panties.
“Please?” Hermione asked, too horny to care about being desperate and pathetic.
Pansy laughed again.
“Please don’t stop giving you a wedgie?” Millicent asked.
“Please let me cum.”
Pansy looked to Daphne then back to Millicent, like she was considering it.
Then Millicent moved her knee and bounced her again. Faster and faster.
It burned. But it was so good. She was so close.
“I’m gonna—“ Hermione didn’t finish that sentence because she finally, finished.
She cut herself off with a shuddering gasp as the wedgie finally rubbed her clit in just the right spot, like a flint causing a spark.
“That was hot, Granger.” Pansy said, as she got up off the sink.
She watched all three girls gather up their things and head for the door.
“Wait, can you get me down?” She asked.
They all laughed.
“No. Have fun up there!” Pansy was still laughing when Hermione heard the bathroom door close behind her.
She was alone, stuck hanging by a wedgie.
Shamefully at first, and then eagerly chasing her pleasure, Hermione rocked her hips against the fabric, humping the wedgie.
She didn’t try to hold back her moan with no one there to hear it.
When Pansy and her friends came back to get her down they would find her masturbating.
Pansy did tell her to have fun.