A cumming together
October and November blurred past Hermione in a series of homework, prefect duties and sex. She lay in her bed have been awoken by nightmares of her time in the manor and on the run. Her hand drifted to the place where Bellatrix had cut into her the word Mudblood. So far she had hid it with magic the thought of what happened still too painful.
Hermione had relaxed into the year now and after the events of the last few years she felt she deserved it. She wasn’t nearly as anxious about work since she had had plenty of experience in her year on the run and so decided to cultivate some of the things she had neglected in her time at Hogwarts like taking more pride in her appearance. Although Evan and she were far from official she had found herself spending more and more time with him both in and outside of the club, wanting to make an effort to look her best for him and even when they weren’t there her mind often drifted to him.
But now wasn’t one of those times. She was bent over a couch in the Griffindor Common room, her large tits bouncing as she was railed from behind by Dean. She let out a throaty moan she felt his balls slap against her soaked twat, her asshole was stretched wide to accommodate his large pecker. She was thankful that he and Seamus had used the club’s code word (Minty Fresh) to solicit her body for their own use, since she had needed a fucking.
‘Your hole is fucking tight’ Dean grunted her squeezed her round ass.
‘ YES! Fuck my slutty asshole Dean! Fill it with your cuuuuum’ she wailed
Dean started to speed up his thrusts into her. Hermione’s hand worked its way to her twat and began to frig her clit. The pair of them were moaning loudly not caring if anyone heard them. Hermione was knuckle deep in her snatch cum covered her hand and was dripping down her legs.
Dean felt her asshole squeeze around him. With a grunt he came sending thick streams of his seed into her. His ejaculations caused her to groan and with a moan that was muffled by the cushions she joined him. She was in utter bliss. When the pair of them were done they slumped onto the couch his dick drooping, her ass gaping slightly leaking cum
‘Thanks for that Hermione should I send down Seamus?’
‘Yeah but tell him my ass is off limits and don’t think I can handle it again’
He gave her ass one final slap to watch it jiggle before heading back up the stairs. Moments later she heard the rush of feet as Seamus raced down the stairs to have his way with her. The Irishman was greeted by the sight of her on her back her legs open, a hand slowly working her twat while the other cupped her tit. She bit her lip slightly as she gazed up at him, eyeing his prick. It was pretty average about 6 inches long usual thickness, nothing she couldn’t handle.
‘Where do you want it?’ She asked
‘I want to fuck those tits’ he answered stepping forward working his dick in his hand.
‘Ohhh you want to fuck these?’ She said holding them in her hands and starting to squeeze. Seamus was transfixed by her boobs all he could do was nod. Then get over here I want your dick in my mouth so I can give it a lot of lube before you fuck my big, soft titties.’
She got on her knees and inhaled his dick into her throat; she began to bob up and down his dick making sure to coat his dick entirely. Hermione loved the feeling of his dick hitting the back of her throat, his hands in her hair and his balls slapping against her chin. After a good five minutes of fucking her mouth he pulled out.
‘I think I’m ready’ he panted. She reached for her wand and a thin layer of lube spewed from the tip onto her chest. Hermione then ran her hands all over her tits making sure to cover them thoroughly. She then laid on her back her tits drooped to the sides. Seamus straddled her placing his dick between them, pushing her hands on either side she enveloped it between her tits. Hermione then started to work her boobs in opposite directions one up the other down, he groaned in appreciation at the feel of her tits.
‘I love your hard cock jammed between my tits’ she cooed. She stopped moving them up and down and held them in place and looked up at him. ‘Fuck my tits Seamus! Cover my face and tits in your cum!’ With that he began to thrust in between her large globes going slowly at first taking pleasure in the way they felt around his dick. Hermione never let up with her dirty talk she would moan whorishly and flick her tongue out to lick his head every time it poked out.
He then began to fuck her tits faster, he knew that he wouldn’t last too long she had to done to good a job with the blowjob and her dirty talk was only spurring him forward. Hermione sensed he was near the end and began to work him up further.
‘Fuck my tits Seamus…. Fuck yeah like that…I want to taste your cum, I want to feel it all over my tits.’ With that Seamus came the first shot caught her square in the face. The next few shot across her tits and forehead. When he became less he let it dribble onto her nipples. All the while she moaned. He cleaned himself off and looked at his work. She was covered in his thick cum, he had managed to give her a pearl necklace and her tits were capped with a healthy layer.
‘Thanks for that Hermione’ he said standing up. She was idly scooping it up with her fingers.
‘My pleasure honey’ she replied. He left for bed as she finished cleaning herself up. Hermione glanced at the clock. It was 2 o’clock in the morning she had to get to bed yawning and stretching she made her way to her dorm where the other girls were already asleep. Crawling into bed she fell asleep almost instantly and wasn’t awoken until her alarm went off the next morning.
On her way to the great hall she thought about Evan again and her mind drifted to wondering what it would be like to date him. Yes she had dated Ron briefly but it felt…wrong. The whole time they were together it felt like she was dating her brother. She had had a series of one night stands and they had felt good at the time but there was always something lacking. Hermione had to face that she had a tendency to be a bit difficult to get along with, the only friends she had ever really had were Harry, Ron, Ginny, Neville and Luna. She got on well with the other students in her year but she never really had the time to get to know them. So this year was about getting to know everyone better. The first step towards this was asking if Lavender and Parvati could help her with a makeover. At first the two girls giggled but had decided to help none the less had she had to admit she liked what they had done. Her hair was no longer as frizzy, they had shown her how to use makeup properly and helped her pick out a new wardrobe that accentuated her curves but didn’t make her look like a tramp.
As she entered the hall Hermione looked around the bustling hall. Students didn’t bother sitting at their assigned house tables except for during the feasts any other time people sat where they wanted. She squeezed herself next to Evan who was sat at a table talking animatedly to Hannah.
‘And that’s why we should implement more of their stuff it would mean we’d understand Muggles better!’ he was saying
‘Yeah but you’d have a hard time convincing that to the ministry and the Wizarding world as a whole it’s steeped in tradition’ countered Hannah she shot Hermione an exasperated look.
Hermione placed her hand tenderly on Evan’s thigh ‘Not at Breakfast hun let people get Tea and Coffee down them before you lecture them on how to integrate with muggles better.’ Evan shrugged and went back to buttering his toast.
Just then the owls began to flutter in people casually moved things out of the way to let the birds land. To Hermione’s surprise a large barn owl right in front of her clutching a pale red letter addressed to her. She took the letter and the bird took off with a whoosh, upon opening the letter things began to make sense.
Dear Miss Granger
I’d like to invite you and a guest of your choosing to come to my annual Christmas Party on December 15th. It will be held in room 19 on the third floor.
Kind regards
Professor Horace Slaughorn
It seemed old habits die hard she thought to herself as she folded up the invite. Slughorn as usual wanted to surround himself with the most influential, interesting and well connected people in the magical world. She wasn’t surprised he invited her but now she had the task of asking someone to come with her. She knew who she wanted to ask but she didn’t want Evan to think it was a date.
‘You okay ‘Mione?’ Evan asked I hope it wasn’t bad news
‘No it wasn’t it’s just an invite to Slughorn’s stupid Christmas party. Don’t think I’ll even go to it.’
‘Why not?’
‘It’s full of people who are either up their own arse or they have an excess of brown on their noses’. Hannah and Evan laughed loudly at this
‘Wouldn’t that be a good reason to go? To watch people make an ass of themselves?’
‘She doesn’t need to go there she just needs to look at Cormac to get her fill of that’ giggled Hannah. The mention of Cormac made Hermione think of something. What if the idiot tried it on with her? She had to bite the bullet and ask Evan to go with her. She sat there for the remainder of Breakfast thinking about how to ask him to be her date. She had never done that before. She knew how to get a guy in bed but a date was a whole new ball game to her.
As they were heading to Charms she decided to take the risk. She tugged on his sleeve and jerked her head to the alcove.
‘Can I have a word?’
‘Sure’ he said quizzically
‘I was wondering if you wanted to come to Slughorn’s party with me?’ He looked at her for a moment then nodded
‘Yeah, sure.’ Hermione couldn’t quite believe it. She looked up at him and gave him a glistening white smile. She glowed as the pair of them walked into class, she had a date with someone she liked, who she could have an intelligent conversation but more importantly could shag her when she needed it.
On the night of the party they had decided to meet in the entrance hall since the party was over on the other side of the castle. Evan was waiting for Hermione wearing dark blue dress robes. At the sound of footsteps he glanced at the grand staircase was greeted by Hermione’s smile as she descended the stairs. She wore a long crimson strapless evening dress that showed a generous amount of cleavage and had a slit down one side that showed of her legs. Her boobs bounced enticingly as she made her way down the stairs which caused Evan’s pants to tighten slightly.
‘You look beautiful’ he said
‘Why thank you’ she said brushing a strand of her brunette locks from her face. They leaned in for a quick kiss, it was gentle their hands wrapped around one another as the kiss went deeper.
‘I don’t think I can wait until after the party’ she said breathlessly
‘C’mon’ he said grabbing her hand.
Hermione was soon straddling Evan as he thrust into her sopping twat. His lips were on the nape her neck and he had hand in her hair. Her boobs had popped out of her dress and were pressed up against his chest. She let out a throaty moan as his rod had hit her g-spot.
‘Oh God Evan fuck me!’ She panted as she started to bounce on him meeting his thrusts. The Scot began fucking the busty brunette like a rag doll. His lips moved southward to her chest where he began to motorboat them furiously kissing and licking the large amounts of flesh on display. He eventually came up for air looking up at Hermione’s face, screwed up in pleasure trying to stave off her own fast approaching orgasm.
‘Mione’ I’m gonna cum’ he growled
‘Cum inside me baby! I want you to fill me up! I want it to drip down my legs. I want to feel like a whore.’ With a groan and a yank of her hair he gave one final thrust into triggering her second orgasm. Shot after shot coated her insides as she milked him for everything he had. They cradled one another in their arms their shallow breaths echoing around the room.
‘Thanks for that honey’ she said looking down at his sweaty face
‘My pleasure’ he said giving her ass a squeeze
‘Save some for later’.
‘So I’m getting more?’
‘I didn’t dress like this for old Sluggy did I?’ she said playfully slapping his chest. Soon Evan had stuffed his dick back in his trousers and she had holstered her tits back into her dress. Both quickly performed charms to make themselves a bit more presentable. 10 minutes later they walked into the party as Slughorn sidled up them casting a lascivious grin upon Hermione his moustache bristling before welcoming them to the party.
The pair of them walked around the room saying hello to people they knew like Harry, Ginny, Lavender, Neville and Luna. The seven of them sitting at an empty table and began to talk animatedly. Every so often she would run her hand up and down his thigh or playfully cup at his crotch. Soon he was doing the same his hand gently massaging her inner thigh, his fingers tracing around her clit. She bit her lip to stifle a moan as he skilfully spread her folds apart and slid his middle finger into her.
Before they could get any further Slughorn bounded up to their table to make small talk. Evan quickly pulled his hand from her sex instead he chose to drape his arm around her shoulders, gently rubbing her pre-cum into her flesh. Soon the food arrived, Ron wolfed down his food, Neville was deep in conversation with Evan and Harry about what they may go onto do in the magical world.
I thought about maybe going into teaching. Don’t think working in an office would be for me said Neville
‘Yeah same’ Evan added ‘I think I might want to look at the way wizards and muggles could interact better. We could learn a lot from them’
‘I always thought that. I was surprised at how little wizards knew about that world’ Harry replied
The conversation continued well into the desserts until the band started to play music. Like a flash the couples got onto the large space at the centre of the room and began to dance.
‘This is nice’ Evan said looking down at Hermione.
‘The dancing?’
‘And your company’ Hermione blushed he cleared his throat and pressed on. ‘Do you ever think we can be you know more?’
‘More than what?’
‘More than just friends with benefits? Like a …’
‘Couple?’
He nodded. With a grin she led him off of the dance floor and behind one of the drapes that covered the room. Hermione immediately pulled him into a kiss.
‘I take that as a yes then?’
‘Yes on one condition. If someone uses the clubs code word on us we have to do what they want. I’m enjoying it too much to give it up just yet.’
‘Okay I can live with that.’
‘Good now my pussy needs a dick in it and yours will do just perfectly’. She then turned around and pressed her hands against the wall. She flicked her hair around and whispered to him. ‘Come fuck me with your big hard dick in this room full of people.’
He pulled out his dick and began to work it getting it up to full length in no time at all. He then began to run the tip up and down her pussy lips. He then slowly slid himself into her waiting snatch; it was still slick from their earlier session. Once Evan was buried in her to the hilt he began to work himself in and out of her. He gripped her waist for support as he began to speed up his plunges into her
‘Oh God Evan fuck me like that! Don’t stop!’ She groaned her head lolling slightly. Soon the pair of them were slapping into one another, her ass grinding into his crotch as he fucked her hard. His thumb slid its way in between her cheeks and began to push against her sphincter. After a few pushes it let him in he began to work it into her asshole. Evan quickly replaced it with two fingers that were soon pumping in and out of her in unison with his thrusts into her.
‘Yeeess fuck my ass! I need that big dick of yours in my ass’ she moaned. Hermione chest began to feel constricted in her dress, with a mighty tug she ripped her dress off so that she was stood there completely naked except for her stilletos. She spread her legs wider and with one hand pulled a cheek back. Evan got the message pulling out slowly of her gaping pussy his dick, slick with her pre-cum he then pushed his dick into her ass.
Soon he was fucking her ass with the same ferocity he had fucked her twat with earlier. The pair were in a lust filled haze nothing could stop them, fortuatly the part was so loud nobody heard them or noticed they were gone. Hermione felt his balls slap repeatedly against her twat. It felt exquisite. His hands had never left her waist, his eyes were locked on his cock working it’s self into her depths.
The pair of them were near release, they both knew it. She felt his member throb inside of her, his grip on her waist had gotten tighter, their breaths had become shallow, and sweat dripped down her body. She shivered as she with a moan she came. Cum cascaded down her thigh, every cell in her body was on fiery pleasure. Her tightening had caused Evan’s own orgasm and he let loose thick streams of cum into the brunette.
When they had finally came down from their high’s he slowly pulled out of her gaping ass. They both groaned at him pulling out of her. Hermione sank to her knees exhausted she was eye level with his slightly drooping cock. She leaned forward and gently licked and sucked the remnants of their session. She could taste herself on him, it felt so dirty but a perverse part of her enjoyed it.
‘That hit the spot’ she said looking up at him.
‘Glad I could help’ he said reaching a hand out to her.
‘I think I better get some clothes on’
‘That might be a good idea.’