Hermione Granger's dairy was filled with nights of pleasure … even though it was just dreams, to her it was just a real as if you were really there. Night that were 'spent' being pressed against walls and held captive there as you stroked her youthful body into release, coming over your hand before she woke, nude and kicking off the sheets from the mere mental pleasure of . It went on until the previous night, the scene played out in black ink
" We were in class, he kept me late seeing his class is my last class of the day… saying that my potion wasn't right. Even thought I knew it was. As he started to have me work on a new on from scratch he came up behind me, his hands going to my thighs and slowly moving up my skirt going with them until his bare hands rested on my hips, just at my lace panties. My breath had caught right then as he pulled my hips out toward him, and pressed his hard erection against my fabric covered slit. I could hear him chuck when he discovered the wetness there.
'Mind your potion Miss Granger' he would coo out to me in his deep masculine voice as he pressed even more, rubbing against my already swollen clit. Breathing hard I did my work to best of my abilities as one of his hands slight up and beneath my white button up shirt. His long fingers caressed my skin as they dance their way to my breasts. Stupid me had forgotten my bra that day … all were in the wash , so when those fingers sprayed across my round breast, the nipple became achingly hard to the touch.
His other hand slid around caressing my buttocks, before reaching to push down my panties and to unzip himself. I must have gasped because he shushed me tenderly kissing my shoulder and neck as his hand moved back around to cup my slick mound. The white lace underwear dropped to around my ankles and tied me there as he pulled him further back. Nudging my hair aside, his lips attacked my slender neck, his teeth nipping at the skin there as he slammed into me from behind. My wet sex taking him in eagerly as I cried out in pleasure.
'Mind your potion Miss Granger' He hissed out again as he stroked my clit, rhythmically pumping in and out of me as he took me there. My hands shook as I tried to not let the thrusts stop me from doing my work, moaning out to him for more as well as mercy. My hips moved with his as he pulled me back into him even more, becoming rougher with the his thrusts. 'Ooh Professor!' I would cry out each time his fingers and cock moved in and against me.
It went on and on, just like that, him slowly thrusting into me, his deep voice demanding me to work on my potion, his hips and fingers stopping each time I said I was about to cum for him. 'Learn to hold it my little pet' he would whisper before starting up again.
Finally came the last ingredient to drop into the bubbling cauldron, my body and his moving together. As I released the herb from my fingers I was pushed down against the table as he drove into me harder than before. I heard him growl at me to cum for him, and I did, calling out his title as I heard him roar out his release and the potion finishing up. Gripping the table. I cried out to him as his seed shot into me, my walls milking him for more as we shook together.
Minutes passed before he kissed my neck once more and pulled out of me slowly. I heard him zip himself up as he shifted behind me. 'Outstanding potion, Miss Granger, you've receive the highest score of the class' he breathed breathlessly into my ear as I stood there, in pleasant shock of what he's just done."
Then she had woken up from it, panting and kicking her coverings off her again, her head spinning with bliss.